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Lyrics:

Verse:
I roll in the club
with a blunt
in my ear and they don't give a fuck
and as soon as I get up on stage
I go and light that shit up

Yup!
Pass That Dutch!

Its actually a white owl
le trees is quite loud
you can smell it from across the room
AND GUESS WHAT! (What?!)
We got the shit in volumes...
Girl scout cookies
pass that shit back hoe
you hit it like a rookie
you gon' fuck around and just throw up
I carry water all the time
thats how you grow up
I gotta stay hydrated
Call me Reefer Sutherland stay hiiiiiiigh,
sedated
I made it,
Hi, I'm Trade and I'm the greatest

Hey Bitch!

Chorus:
Hey!
That's how you write a song high (x2)
Yeah
Hey!
That's how you write a song high (x2)
that's how you write a song...

Verse:
Hey!
I know the police mad
since I was a young lad
living with dad
at his pad
they tried to make an example
of my white ass
why you might ask?
shit I don't know
wish I did
I survived some crazy shit
yes I did
so fuck the police
I could save myself
when little kids get shot up
where the police to help
they say protect and serve
but look at the number of folks protected
and it sounds absurd
four kids get shot on a school bus
and the first one on the scene is a motherfucking news truck
speculating on who done it
motherfuckers mad cause I keep it one hundred
the switch of the subject was cunning
spit about that real shit
to keep your minds running

Repeat Chorus

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from Saturday The 14th Part 3, released December 14, 2013
Produced by Trade Voorhees ©2013

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