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Uhn, Uhn | Niggas know | Taylor gang sunshine or snow
Uhn, Uhn Niggas know Taylor gang sunshine or snow Them hoes running their best clothes And I prolly fucked your bitch nigga Real shit, uh We never low Away we go (Taylor gang or die) We suppose to go, go We suppose to go, go We never low (and that's til the end) Away we go Like we supposed to go, go I always keep one rolled (for life) I keep one rolled I keep one rolled I keep one rolled I keep one rolled In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up Wake up, bake up Gotta get my cake up In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up Choked out loced out blowing hella smoke out In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up Rolling all this weed I am holding Thinking she high before before she get the chance to smoke it Blowing o's she knows my trees potent Man at home, you living for the moment Coming game, don't run it, I own it Kush and orange juice be the components Come to my crib, see money so big, you can't fold it This's how I live She poured her a lil gin Then rolled her another doob Before she was finished man freaky sheena got super looses We never low Away we go And we suppose to go, go We suppose to go, go We never low Away we go Like we supposed to go, go I always keep one rolled I keep one rolled I keep one rolled I keep one rolled I keep one rolled In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up Wake up, bake up Gotta get my cake up In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up Choked out loced out blowing hella smoke out In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up Show money Leaving show car low full of hoes for me Hahaha It's so funny On the paper chase in case that money run from me In the cut rolling up Keep the E-z Widers stuffed While a lil nigga still smoking hella blunts What? I just made us another plane And poured out some champagne As soon as we finished she was screaming out taylor gang We never low Away we go We suppose to go, go We suppose to go, go We never low Away we go Like we supposed to go, go I always keep one rolled I keep one rolled I keep one rolled I keep one rolled I keep one rolled In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up Wake up, bake up Gotta get my cake up In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up Choked out loced out blowing hella smoke out In the cut, in the cut, rolling doobies up
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