X5 (Prop 22)
Seems like everybody knows about that CG smoking spot
Old damn tree behind that far fucking parking lot
Like I was fourteen rolling g's while farmer D was pulling
Out his damn corn crops, local cops dumber than some door knobs
My brother got popped by my homeroom teacher
Suck me off through the bleachers, cause this weed just got legal
Mama I'm like Mary J. Blige on that one song
Singing like Mary Jane might be my one love
Everyone loves so everyone cries
It's like one finger up, because everyone lies
Yeah, money's on me so just bring who you like
If they cool with you, then they one of my kind
It's just good fucking folks and that's all that I like
Say, who invited shorty, she cheats on her guy
And she's been getting by with what's between her thighs
So, it's look who she came with they're dozens of dimes
One is on molly oh she's loving the lights
Aye, someone help Holly, one too many lines
Cause she tried to be Hollywood too many nights
Aye, whoever knew that Holly would've been first to die
Seems like everybody knows about that CG smoking spot
Old damn tree behind that far fucking parking lot
Like I was fourteen rolling g's while farmer D was pulling
Out his damn corn crops, local cops dumber than some door knobs
Old damn tree behind that far fucking parking lot
Like I was fourteen rolling g's while farmer D was pulling
Out his damn corn crops, local cops dumber than some door knobs
My brother got popped by my homeroom teacher
Suck me off through the bleachers, cause this weed just got legal
Mama I'm like Mary J. Blige on that one song
Singing like Mary Jane might be my one love
Everyone loves so everyone cries
It's like one finger up, because everyone lies
Yeah, money's on me so just bring who you like
If they cool with you, then they one of my kind
It's just good fucking folks and that's all that I like
Say, who invited shorty, she cheats on her guy
And she's been getting by with what's between her thighs
So, it's look who she came with they're dozens of dimes
One is on molly oh she's loving the lights
Aye, someone help Holly, one too many lines
Cause she tried to be Hollywood too many nights
Aye, whoever knew that Holly would've been first to die
Seems like everybody knows about that CG smoking spot
Old damn tree behind that far fucking parking lot
Like I was fourteen rolling g's while farmer D was pulling
Out his damn corn crops, local cops dumber than some door knobs
Credits
Writer(s): Jack Abernathey
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