Stones, stoned Immaculate Stoned Jet life, jet life, jet life
No sweaters in better, bitch bring it on Stacked enough cheddar to change the weather love, where we goin'? Land into them coupes with the fine leather, 6 figure gas pedals I got these broads under pressure, cause they been knowin' See that nigga there? Year after year he top scorin' How you want it? Them lears or them 7-87 boeings? Wutchu doin'? Them roadsters tourin' editions with the tops on 'em One thing's fo' sho, them JLR boys be quick to drop on 'em No hot soup for em', without warnin' Either a nigga hella high, touchin' the clouds or the sky fallin' I do this for my league money niggas and my home boys who not ballin' Trill bitches know that I keep me a fifty tucked in my sock for em' Roll up, hot box the Caprice out, make the block fog Let 'em out, get back on my paper route, stack house Keep that shit bumpin' like a drive-through crack house Rap hustlin' she wait for em', to come inside, so I could smash out
Love,roll the weed up, let your head down, shut the blinds Cut the music up, wait, turn around one more, turn Wait, turn around one more, turn Let your head down, shut the blinds Wait, turn around one more, turn Put your head down, shut the blinds Couple years ago one, turn around Put your head down, shut the blinds Couple years ago wait, turn around, one more, turn Wait up, let your head down, shut the blinds Cut the music up, wait, turn around one more, turn
Roll the weed up, let your head down, shut the blinds Cut the music up, wait, turn around one more, turn Love
Roll the weed up, let your head down, shut the blinds Cut the music up, wait, turn around one more, turn Love
Jet life, jet life Love Jet life, jet life Love
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