(Chorus)
25 lighters on the dresser
I guess I, kush kush you're my gu-guy
Kush kush,you're my gu-guy
Kush kush,you're my guy
25 lighters on the dresser
I guess I, kush kush you're my gu-guy
Kush kush,you're my gu-guy
Kush kush,you're my gu-guy
(Verse)
They see poppin' on the hands standing
You ain't gamble city
I was raised in the hood
But stayin' broke that wasn't typic
You can find me in the hood
Right,right
Still living that good
Life,life
Ain't got a worry in this world
Steady smoakin' on that purple shit
They ask me how I make it
When I start word about other shit
I kill you about my brother bitch
Don't ask me about no other bitch
Born to do this rap shit
I'm hot just scared the serpentines
Heading where the chopper is
I pray before my shuffle biz
Quarter pound of kushes
Work the lead, said I'm loving it
The mirror I got trusted in
Then call my, I don' fuck with it
Life is a bitch then why you suck at it
Just fuck the bitch
Playing with her pussy
Bitch will leave you with no cantaloupe
She's a hoe, he's a hoe
With money coming, y'all the pros,pros
Ain't no telling where your mouth been,been
Here, now you can't smoke my junk
(Chorus)
25 lighters on the dresser
I guess I, kush kush you're my gu-guy
Kush kush,you're my gu-guy
Kush kush,you're my gu-guy
25 lighters on the dresser
I guess I, kush kush you're my gu-guy
Kush kush,you're my gu-guy
Kush kush,you're my gu-guy
(Outro)
Life is a bitch then why you suck at it
Just fuck the bitch
Life is a bitch then why you suck at it
Just fuck the bitch
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