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smoke alot - dieabolik the monster lyrics

[intro: dieabolik & ry*it]
dieabolik and ry*it * smoke somethin’
d*mn, can’t get this sh*t to light, man
here you go. ha ha ha

[chorus: ry*it]
i love to smoke a lot, never see me not high, up in the sky i go
call up everyone i know
and ask ’em “who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
i love to smoke a lot, never see me not high, up in the sky i go
call up everyone i know
and ask ’em “who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”

[verse 1: dieabolik]
yeah, i said “bang bang” like michael jackson when he f*cked those kids up (what!?)
i’m packin’ a bag of sticky that are surе to f*ck yo ribs up
i be tearin’ the curb up whеnever i’m puffin’ on the big blunt (yo)
i be ready to smoke it to the roach clip
puff it ’til it gets dusty, roll it, pass the guts to end and bust it
ass wet but i feel good
if you dropped it in horse sh*t, i still would
got kottonmouth kings in the [kinwood?]
like it’s rainin’ outside on the d*mn world
i can hear everything, quiet or loud
i’m buyin’ everything from a ton to a pound
got it goin’ on, take a ride to the town
got the facepaint on like a [knight?] to clowns
let’s smoke all around, inhale, exhale
i’m the dude with the jersey on, double xl
got me sweatin’ in the booth and i’m lookin’ like h*ll
always stay fresh, i ain’t ever been stale
gotta post bail man, that’s a no*go
i’m far from home, somebody call [toe*toe?]
when i’m blown off the dro’, i gotta roll real slow
when i’m blown off the dro’, i gotta roll real slow
[chorus: ry*it]
i love to smoke a lot, never see me not high, up in the sky i go
call up everyone i know
and ask ’em “who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
i love to smoke a lot, never see me not high, up in the sky i go
call up everyone i know
and ask ’em “who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”

[verse 2: dieabolik]
hey*hey*hey, hey, how you doin’?
i’m waitin’ for this chick named mary to move in (yeah)
and when she move in, i’ma try to move in if you know what i’m doin’ (yeah)
i’ma f*ck her real slow (yeah), try to have fun (yeah)
hopefully the babies have really big b*tts (yeah)
i’m just bullsh*ttin’, know i gotta do this
sittin’ in the sunshine with the car roofless
the bud ruthless like a student, i swear these non*smokers (yeah)
overdosers try to get rid of that
f*ckin’ with the bud will get your b*tch and with the titty tat
givin’ us sn*tch, man, i thought i saw her kitty cat (yeah)
but i gotta get it back if i pass it off (oh)
take a blunt to the tray, get the ashes off
if the cops cruise by, i’m mashin’ off (skrrt)
i gotta bounce like basketb*lls
i’ma be smokin’ ’til the casket calls (yeah)
now my mind stretched like elastic drawers (yeah)
take another sack and i pack it, roll (yeah)
then i light it on up (yeah), pass it to the fam (yeah)
juggalo or juggalette, i don’t give a d*mn (yeah)
get f*cked up, homie, that’s the pot
lighter in the left hand because i smoke*
[chorus: ry*it]
i love to smoke a lot, never see me not high, up in the sky i go
call up everyone i know
and ask ’em “who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
i love to smoke a lot, never see me not high, up in the sky i go
call up everyone i know
and ask ’em “who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”

[verse 3: ry*it]
high up in the sky i go, smell it when i come around
laced with o.g.f, so i know i ain’t ever comin’ down
i got hash on top, yup, them cash crops that make you drop
comin’ with that legal sh*t, so motherf*ck a f*ckin’ cop
wake up * smoke, breakfast * smoke
shower * smoke, let’s smoke some more
got some dro that’ll leeve you blown
feelin’ like the roll bros in slo*mo
so everybody sit down, gather in close
we ’bout to burn this motherf*cker right down to the roach
and put them cups up, i propose a toast
and pass me another f*ckin’ joint to roast
i’m from the west coast where we smoke the most
party all night ’til the bars are closed
it’s ry and die and you know we legitimate
so pack another bong, hoe boy and take a hit of it
and pass it over to the left
i got a couple motherf*ckers over here tryna take a hit
and after they done, they pass it back to me
ain’t nothin’ like smokin’ with family
[chorus: ry*it]
i love to smoke a lot, never see me not high, up in the sky i go
call up everyone i know
and ask ’em “who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
i love to smoke a lot, never see me not high, up in the sky i go
call up everyone i know
and ask ’em “who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”
“who got it? let’s roll up”

- dieabolik the monster lyrics

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