Blaze Ya Dead Homie - Listen Up!

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Hey listen up
From the back to the front let me see your hands up
Hey listen up
Where the weed at let me see your hands up
Hey listen up
Got that liquor in your cup let me see your hands up
Hey listen up
Let me hear you scream if you getting fucked up
Pass me a whiskey sour
And some edibles
Damn I’m so crossed
I feel incredible
Always fashionably late
Impeccable
Need a bitch to take home
Hope she flexible
Head between her thighs so edible
Getting into it so sensual
Vision blurry nothing legible
Yeah this night unforgettable
Pass the cannabis
About a pound of it
I wanna see how red that ya eyes can get
The air is getting thick with the smoke
Bet you can’t make your way thru an not choke
Know you like drank yo we got it on tap
Fill up ya cup an then tip it on back
Let loose ya inhibitions let’s get blazed
Get it popping for ya homie
Like them old days
Hey listen up
From the back to the front let me see your hands up
Hey listen up
Where the weed at let me see your hands up
Hey listen up
Got that liquor in your cup let me see your hands up
Hey listen up
Let me hear you scream if you getting fucked up
A little party never hurt anybody
And it’s just starting
Time to turn up no one can stop me
If you think you can
Bitch! you and what army!
Grab the bottle twist the cap
Don’t just sit there tip it back
Letting Brew go warm an flat
Is cause to get ya smacked
Now you know me an I don’t play
Love to rock out night an day
Come on try n stop this party
You and what army!
Hey listen up
From the back to the front let me see your hands up
Hey listen up
Where the weed at let me see your hands up
Hey listen up
Got that liquor in your cup let me see your hands up
Hey listen up
Let me hear you scream if you getting fucked up