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The Bomb


Just can’t get enough of the bomb 8x
of the Dosier
dank, la la
the chron
put it up in the air with my crew it’s gone
fininto, fini
compliments the Henny
and the bellvee
Changin laws need a spread in LV
blueberry, Kush, northern lights propel me
smokin anything
Is just plain unhealthy
rude a fuckin bad habit a vice
hittin bullshit with strangers tryin to be nice
had to cut that shit got slipped the whoop twice
while the sticks and seeds was poppin like taco
Why am I fuckin this high-grade tobacco?
I supplied the Thai sticks
partnas hit the gin and Super Socco
with the sour apple blowpop
to contain the dragon while we’re draggin
feelin like a barrel
how to blow your mind
like a colt to the eardrum
you bolt to the dance floor when you hear some
security on sweat down got you fearsome
of the boot
you still don’t give a hoot
you carry it in your pocket along with your loot
and some gum Certs
Visine clears eyes head back after lunch at work
in the parking lot
chokin on some chocolate
ready to deal with a co -worker who talk alot
I used to carry a quarter to keep me out of the
ruff
How many out there just can’t stop cause you couldn’t
get enough
couldn’t get enough
(Chorus)
Just can’t get enough of the bomb 4xI’ll roll 1 you roll 1 we roll 1
Of the Kush, the bomb, the burning bush
I’m up at 6 am taking bong rips and push-ups
and sit-ups
cuz I
got so much trouble on my brain these days
Dosier needs to blaze
you got your coffe they got their caffeine
you got your MTV
and they got their nicotine
who’s clean who’s the real fiend?
listen to me
I’d think you’d be way better off sittin on a QP
hold up brotha you can keep the streezy
28 grams to the zone
16 ounces to a pizzy
we want the ow wee
that shit that hit you in the chest like dragon ball z
you can keep you brandy and your whisky
Dosier rather blaze when I’m in the party
talk herb talk like Bob Marley
round here
we don’t waste roaches
we save roaches
until we got enough roaches then we break ‘em down
just to roll them up again
ask brown
(Chorus)
(Just can’t get enough
of the bomb 4X)

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