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作词 : Cameron Thomaz | 作曲 : Cameron Thomaz | Peace to New York where they smoke weed in the streets
作词 : Cameron Thomaz 作曲 : Cameron Thomaz [Verse 1] Peace to New York where they smoke weed in the streets Lady when everyone see her, but a freak in the sheets Balenciaga buyer, Ferrari driver Who knew when I was young, these horses what these girls admire? In front of the club burning on tires Looking for niggas who wearing wires Was customers, now we suppliers Private plane, private island New chain, now I'm styling Order at Delilah's, king crab salad R&B chick say she used to ballads Girl, ask around, I'm valid Hop in this Rolls-Royce, that ass I'm grabbing I'm used to first-night stabbing, no thoughts of long-term marriage No horse, no carriage, we billionaire status [Pre-Chorus] I had to move out to Malibu and get up out the Valley I gotta smoke weed, I like to chill, sometimes it gets too rowdy Say this the best she ever smoked, she coming back to Cali Come to my crib and hit the bong and said she was outie You don't ever get this high 'til you get around me This the best she ever smoked, she coming back to Cali [Chorus] When she get back home to her crib, she dream and ask about me I spend it all on a bag, don't really have to count it What country? Can't pronounce it, that money make a mountain Got what it takes and more to make and still be back tomorrow I'm on your mind, on your mind, on your mind now I'm on your mind, on your mind, on your mind now I'm on your mind, on your mind, on your mind now I'm on your mind, on your mind, on your mind now [Verse 2] Break it down, roll it up High as ****, join the club Make a new album tough I'ma put on that stuff Make a young nigga green out Hydrate and water it up Bought some new Chrome, it's a must Bought a new drip for my son Daughter be chilling Constantly filling my cup Using them billions Taylor Gang, no one like us Inhale, exhale The weed I sell Like kush, I smell Get locked, post bail I keep some good weed on me I need a chick that's down to fly with them B's like Barbie Taylor Gang, we the army Asked if I'm sober, hardly Never go broke, I promise These ain't just clothes, they garments Come to Chrome, I got my own department Got a bigger room for my son, it's like his own apartment No cap, being honest Kush, chat, weed the bombest No store, just the closet New strain, check deposit [Pre-Chorus] I had to move out to Malibu and get up out the Valley I gotta smoke weed, I like to chill, sometimes it gets too rowdy Say this the best she ever smoked, she coming back to Cali Come to my crib and hit the bong and said she was outie You don't ever get this high 'til you get around me This the best she ever smoked, she coming back to Cali [Chorus] When she get back home to her crib, she dream and ask about me I spend it all on a bag, don't really have to count it What country? Can't pronounce it, that money make a mountain Got what it takes and more to make and still be back tomorrow I'm on your mind, on your mind, on your mind now I'm on your mind, on your mind, on your mind now I'm on your mind, on your mind, on your mind now I'm on your mind, on your mind, on your mind now
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