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Reefer Party (feat. Chevy Woods & Neako)

[Wiz Khalifa]

Thousand pounds of weed

Riding in my car so fast I wont turn down the speed

Them hoes dont use they feet no more, they break down to their knees

And suck me like a king

Rose in my champagne glass and diamonds in my ring

Uh, roll some, thats your bitch on my dick, I might let her hold something

You niggas smoking sevens Imma need a whole onion, whole youngin, oh

Same ones that hate, same ones that tag along

No Blackberry, too many lame niggas call my phone

Call me world wide Wiz cause I'm never home

Ever leave me round your bitch I'mma get her stoned

And you know that, I rock camos and throwbacks

And go download some of my old track and go play somewhere there's hoes at

Fucking high, and you down there where them lows at

Gettin tired of hearing my flow jacked go head hand me a joint you cant roll that(Chorus)I got a whole lot of OG, and I'm rolling up for anyone in here that knows me

Everybody smoking, yeaaaaaaaaa its a partyyyyyyyy, oh, its a party

Everybody smoking papers, nobody smoking blunts

Bitches rolling weed and my niggas f-cked up

yeaaaaaaaaa its a partyyyyyyyy, oh, its a party[Chevy Woods]

Quarter pound of that sour, thats four days on tour

Sleeping on how we smoke, see all these pillows on this floor

Every state we score, fill those papers they be raw

Look like a piece of chalk in my hand but I aint writing on the chalkboard

And I heard its a party, its a party its a party but I'm cool

Them niggas smoking garbage, I'm no fool

We give 5 j's out half zips? Nigga thats really smoking

Aint enough weed up in that swisha to get you high, you joking

Niggas claim that they be high, they be hella low

When they gang up in the building you gon' smell that sour smoke

I could get that shit from my backyard, go pick it out myself

Yellow light let me slow it down, niggas need some help

28 aint enough you need more

All this weed over here, thats 1 weed jar

When them planes get the flying, niggas wanna part

Smoking crash with the plane, Amelia Earhart(Chorus)[Neako]

What I smoke in one day, these niggas dont smoke in one week

Riding round and its just me, Pepsi can, playing that Bun B

Gotta smoke that dope on the run with me, comfortably, I'm smoking weed

Doing speeds, who with me, probably a chick from TMZ

I make her roll like two or three, let her smoke and feel the breeze

Ya'll chip in on a half a zip, counting grams, saving weed

Average shit, it was us just smoking out in NY

Swear to GOD we let ten fly, thats ten planes with ten guys

Nine smoke, meaning someone left without his mind pot

Planes Continental, flights nonstop

You get some zips, well get some P's

Smoke your spliffs and ragged bitch tell me how does she breath

Perfect planes, we call them G6s

And its just me chilling, me and three bitches

Rolling up its cool, come take this bong rip

Pack this bold straight dope, make your lungs rip(Chorus)

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