We Kings
Kings
P-T-B
L-O-C
D-U-B
We Kings
P-T-B
L-O-C
D-U-B
We Kings
Rolling with the krown now
Coming through your town now
Kings (Kings)
Smoking on a pound now
Let the beat pound now
Kings
(P-T-B, L-O-C, D-U-B)
I'm blowing out a king cloud
See the smoke rings now
Kings
Smoking on that real loud
Never put the pipe down
Light up that doobie
We smoking those two Z's
D-Loc be the O.G.
Dub be the newbie
Getting real goofy
Stay busting like Uzi's
Flowing like water
Kick it like Bruce Lee
Karate chop the tree
Like a kung fu movie
Funky purp nuggs
Got me feeling groovy
Wax to the face
Got her feeling loopy
Hit the coochie pass her like a blunt
She a groupie
Time to get this shit popping right
They don't really want it on the mic
Double Dash on that ass
Smoking my grass get it cracking on site
Let me break these fools off
Talking about Kottonmouth went soft
I know you see my logo on your block
Got hitters all around that'll knock your top off
Kings (Kings)
Rolling with the krown now
Coming through your town now
Kings (Kings)
Smoking on a pound now
Let the beat pound now
Kings
(P-T-B, L-O-C, D-U-B)
I'm blowing out a king cloud
See the smoke rings now
Kings
Smoking on that real loud
Never put the pipe down
Rolling up a whole zone
Smoking out the Raw cone
Usually do the medical
But this time its home grown
Took it straight to the dome
Now I'm feeling so blown
I'm a need some mo'
Let me hit Loc's cell phone
Dub hit me up
Just a lil' to early
Told him come through around 7:30
Rolled a few up
Never smoking dirty
Doctor up the beat
In the stu' like a surgery
Pass me the scalpel
To slice up the swisher
Surgical incisions
I'm adding in the mixture
Sweet sativa
And the indica bitter
Put it all together
And I spin it like a twister
Kings
P-T-B
L-O-C
D-U-B
We Kings
P-T-B
L-O-C
D-U-B
We Kings
Running and gunning
Cooking these up in the oven
420 degrees
We baking weed in the muffins
We straight puffing and puffing
Until we smoking on nothing
But we gotta keep buzzing
I got a lil' something something
We blunting, we blunting
We break it up and dump it in
Twisting tucking the ends up
Kicking back letting the beat bump
Kings (Kings)
Rolling with the krown now
Coming through your town now
Kings (Kings)
Smoking on a pound now
Let the beat pound now
Kings
(P-T-B, L-O-C, D-U-B)
Blowing out a king cloud
See the smoke rings now
Kings
Smoking on that real loud
Never put the pipe down
Kings
P-T-B
L-O-C
D-U-B
We Kings
P-T-B
L-O-C
D-U-B
We Kings
P-T-B
L-O-C
D-U-B
We Kings
P-T-B
L-O-C
D-U-B
We Kings
Rolling with the krown now
Coming through your town now
Kings (Kings)
Smoking on a pound now
Let the beat pound now
Kings
(P-T-B, L-O-C, D-U-B)
I'm blowing out a king cloud
See the smoke rings now
Kings
Smoking on that real loud
Never put the pipe down
Light up that doobie
We smoking those two Z's
D-Loc be the O.G.
Dub be the newbie
Getting real goofy
Stay busting like Uzi's
Flowing like water
Kick it like Bruce Lee
Karate chop the tree
Like a kung fu movie
Funky purp nuggs
Got me feeling groovy
Wax to the face
Got her feeling loopy
Hit the coochie pass her like a blunt
She a groupie
Time to get this shit popping right
They don't really want it on the mic
Double Dash on that ass
Smoking my grass get it cracking on site
Let me break these fools off
Talking about Kottonmouth went soft
I know you see my logo on your block
Got hitters all around that'll knock your top off
Kings (Kings)
Rolling with the krown now
Coming through your town now
Kings (Kings)
Smoking on a pound now
Let the beat pound now
Kings
(P-T-B, L-O-C, D-U-B)
I'm blowing out a king cloud
See the smoke rings now
Kings
Smoking on that real loud
Never put the pipe down
Rolling up a whole zone
Smoking out the Raw cone
Usually do the medical
But this time its home grown
Took it straight to the dome
Now I'm feeling so blown
I'm a need some mo'
Let me hit Loc's cell phone
Dub hit me up
Just a lil' to early
Told him come through around 7:30
Rolled a few up
Never smoking dirty
Doctor up the beat
In the stu' like a surgery
Pass me the scalpel
To slice up the swisher
Surgical incisions
I'm adding in the mixture
Sweet sativa
And the indica bitter
Put it all together
And I spin it like a twister
Kings
P-T-B
L-O-C
D-U-B
We Kings
P-T-B
L-O-C
D-U-B
We Kings
Running and gunning
Cooking these up in the oven
420 degrees
We baking weed in the muffins
We straight puffing and puffing
Until we smoking on nothing
But we gotta keep buzzing
I got a lil' something something
We blunting, we blunting
We break it up and dump it in
Twisting tucking the ends up
Kicking back letting the beat bump
Kings (Kings)
Rolling with the krown now
Coming through your town now
Kings (Kings)
Smoking on a pound now
Let the beat pound now
Kings
(P-T-B, L-O-C, D-U-B)
Blowing out a king cloud
See the smoke rings now
Kings
Smoking on that real loud
Never put the pipe down
Kings
P-T-B
L-O-C
D-U-B
We Kings
P-T-B
L-O-C
D-U-B
We Kings
Credits
Writer(s): Dustin Miller, Shon Walker
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