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California Highway (Prop19) Lyrics - Artist : Juicy J
It's your boy Juicy J in the buildin'
And you're rockin' with my nigga Tree Jay Listenin' to that Piff Jar It's going down Shut the fuck up! Play me some pimpin', man (California highway) California man got me goin' man (Anything goes) (Tree Jay, Jay, Jay, Jay) What's up, let's go, man I'm geeked up, I'm trippy right now (California) I'm smokin' (California) I'm smokin' (California) Shut the fuck up! I gets, I gets, I gets, I gets high (Yessir) Xanax, OG, Codeine, that's no lie (Uh-uh) Pass me the light to legalize fire (Alright) Keep up, I'm ready to see the sky And go hard in the paint on that purple drank Take a few shots after shots 'til I fall and faint Tryna smoke up all my weed? No, you bitches ain't Not unless you paid like Oprah, look like Tyra Banks Smokin' Cali' (Bitch!) California highway (Where anything goes) Anything goes California highway (Hey, haha, and it go like) Anything goes (I just got here like thirty minutes ago, haha) Ayy, ayy Just touched down in Cali, had to come and grab this medical So, fool, if you ain't smokin' like we smokin', we gon' send you home Bitches let me get the dome, hugs and kisses, X and O's And I be rollin' up while she suck my dick like, "Get it, ho" Young boss bitch, red eyes in my sockets Gin mixed with my tonic, weed card for my wallet You ain't capable of livin', so just watch this Chronic is my drug of choice, so Juicy roll another joint We on this California highway (Where anything goes) Anything goes California highway (Juicy J, what up, nigga?) Anything goes (Ayy, this your young brody YG, though) Look California weed, bad bitches on their knees, beggin', nigga, please Fuck 'em 'till they bleed, then I smash out Killa in a swisher, when you hit it, make you pass out Hotel room full of bad bitches with they ass out Patty cake, patty cake, girl, make that booty shake Smokin' California weed with my nigga Juicy J An ounce of OG kush and a box of swisher sweets Tellin' his girl to get my name tatted on her ass cheek (Yeah, haha) California highway (Ayy, Juicy J, what up, nigga?; where anything goes) Anything goes (California to Tennessee, you already know how we do it, all pimp shit) California highway (It's all high shit, all drunk shit; where anything goes) Anything goes (Alcoholic pills, weed and bitches) Money, money, money, money, mothafucka Haha, hey, Juicy J, man, you know you my nigga, right? I'm so mothafuckin' high off this blunt, my nigga This shit is crazy, I just wanna let you know Whenever you come to California, you need some 'dro, my nigga Hit me, I got the connect to the whole mothafuckin' thing My nigga, for reals California! |
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