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Lil Boosie
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Smoking On Purple
Lyricist:Jeremy Allen, Webster Gradney, Torence Hatch
Ease your mind a lil' bit, ease your mind Light up that blunt, light up that motherfuckin' blunt Let back that sunroof, let back your shit, man
This that shit that we ride to, this that shit that we vibe to This that shit that we get high to, that gangsta music, nigga And you can try but you ain't Lil' Boosie, nigga, no, no
Bad bitches got you feelin' great Looked at my CEO, like CEO let's get this cake Baby, I hit the stage and hoes go crazy A playa mate, all my hoes got Jordan skills, they fade away
I hit da mally-mall, throwback after throwback Everybody want to take pictures, they like, ‽Damn, you Mr. Kodak†Smoke comin' out my sunroof, a nigga shinin' Nigga love gettin' pussy, nigga love rockin' diamonds
If you got kids in this world, nigga, handle your business And you don't need no nigga, be independent It's murder, murder, niggaz beefin', niggaz slangin' iron I keep that purple purp to ease my mind tonight
Smoking on purple, ease my mind This that shit that we get high to, yeah It's murder, murder, murder, gotta keep your 9 This that shit that we ride to, yeah
Smoking on purple, ease my mind This that shit that we get high to, yeah It's murder, murder, murder, gotta keep your 9 This that shit that we ride to, yeah
I know the game, I know the street I got the raps, you got the beats And we gon' lay it down real sweet So y'all can ride, head bobbin' side to side I don't want shit from my fans but this feel a real nigga vibe
When you down and out, don't nobody trust ya But when you got bread, it seems like everybody love ya It's still fucked up, man, in certain cases Look, they still racist, I can see it on them bitches' faces
That's why I'm smokin' and laughin', I got my grind on They don't feel my struggle, they think my mind gone That's why it's murder, murder, kill, kill on the corner These lil' niggaz got big pistols, ready to put it on ya Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
So when you die, you might as well be high Is it Heaven or Hell or is it all a lie? That's why I smoke purple on Monday, purple on Tuesday 2 blocks cops, so they don't blues me and I'm
Smoking on purple, ease my mind This that shit that we get high to, yeah It's murder, murder, murder, gotta keep your 9 This that shit that we ride to, yeah
Smoking on purple, ease my mind This that shit that we get high to, yeah It's murder, murder, murder, gotta keep your 9 This that shit that we ride to, yeah
Smokin' on that doja, I done got a bag for cheap Nigga eyes barely open and I'm glued to the backseat Boosie took another hit and then he passed it back to me This shit must got somethin' in it Nigga slipped some crack on me
Ain't no crack up in the windows, I can barely even breathe Got me fumblin' and trippin', almost passed the blunt to C Got it cloudy in the Bentley, nigga squintin', tryin' to see Late, don't know what time it is but I know it's time to eat
Ridin' dirty while we ridin' dirty, know how that shit be One day you're here and next day you gone on repeat With that 9 up in my reach, right now dyin' ain't for me Man, this pine got me sleepy but I'm too high to go to sleep
Bustin' odor when you rollin', potent as it 'posed to be And we rollin', I'm smokin' them back to back consistently Keep movin' dutches fillys, your seals to swisher sweets Young Savage don't really care, just put that shit up in the air
Smoking on purple, ease my mind This that shit that we get high to, yeah It's murder, murder, murder, gotta keep your 9 This that shit that we ride to, yeah
Smoking on purple, ease my mind This that shit that we get high to, yeah It's murder, murder, murder, gotta keep your 9 This that shit that we ride to, yeah
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