Room 420

(Hey Voodoo, run that shit up)

Unh!
Rolling up dope, I'm tryin'a smoke
She tryin'a go, we can do both
Only lights on in here is from our iPhones
Then I looked down and I still had my Nikes on
Ready to jet (Look) get ready get set, go
I'll share this joint and my feelings with you just so you know
I let my nuts hang low, all the way to the flo'
And you ain't special ho, you with me 'cause I'm next to blow
Ain't no shame in your game, you know I feel the same
So you can get with the program and shit won't have to change
You know the phrase, "bitches ain't shit"
Well, I think that's wrong but this bitch ain't shit, look
I'm tryin'a smoke, she tryin'a trip and shit
She 'bout to flip her lid, bitchin' 'bout some different shit
See that's the difference bitch, I would just rather you
Get up all your shit right now and I'll help you gather it, look

When she met me I was smokin' a joint, and when she left me I was smokin' a joint
When she met me I was smokin' a joint, and when she left me I was smokin' a joint
When she met me I was smokin' a joint, and when she left me I was smokin' a joint
When she met me I was smokin' a joint, and when she left me
(Hey Voodoo, run that shit up)

You too uptight and shit, always tryin'a fight and shit now
You think you right and shit, stay looking to find some shit now
So if you right that mean I'm wrong so why even ask me bout it?
I'm just tryin'a smoke, and that's a quote
I ain't too good for shit but I know I'm too good for this
Askin' all this stupid shit, you tryin'a write a book and shit?
Bitch breathe, and let me breathe too
Just 'cause I'm tryin'a leave sometimes don't mean I'm tryin'a leave you
But if you tryin'a leave and shit then I mean me too
Let's make it clear dude, I want you I don't need you
And I don't need this, I need like three rips
Tryin'a ride your wave and shit has now gotten me seasick
Just how the beat flip, that's how your mood be
I just don't understand why you do me how you do me but
But I'm a star bitch, I need my fuckin' space
So sit down hit this joint or get the fuck up out my fuckin' face

When she met me I was smokin' a joint, and when she left me I was smokin' a joint
When she met me I was smokin' a joint, and when she left me I was smokin'
When she met me I was smokin' a joint, and when she left me I was smokin' a joint
When she met me I was smokin' a joint, and when she left me



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Writer(s): Michael Belle-isle
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