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tha chronic - thomas voight lyrics

[hook * thomas voight]
i smoke fat blunts every single motherf*cking day (ouoo)
don’t be tryna bring your motherf*cking mids to me (no mids here, no mids here)
i smoke that crypt, that chronic every single day (every single day…)
i smoke fat blunts every single motherf*cking day (yuh)

[verse 1 * blu]
everywhere i go, you know i stay blunted
i stay puffin’ on them trees
i stay hotboxing in my elegy
and keep a bong up under my seat
i be smokin’ til i fog out the crib
my eyes be lookin chinese
but its a problem when you can’t see the fridgе
and got the cottonmouth and munchies
and evеrywhere i go you know i smell funky
like i’m wearing cologne made of weed
‘cause i always got at least an o*z on me
got it on the low if you need
but you gotta throw down, or have 5 on it
if you tryna smoke up with me
’cause i stay wit the a1, high grade, hydroponics
but n0body smokin for free

[verse 2 * young dro]
got that crypto, got that chronic
got these n*ggas hooked on phonics
got my plants on hydroponics
hey yo dj, where’d you find ‘dis?
yeah my girls, they look the finest
when i’m done, feel free, rewind this
i stay higher than a pilot
rip to kobe bryant
purple buds, okay, grind it
yellow hairs, like a lion
pushin’ work out to the client
got that work in my porsche cayenne
no, i’m not just gon stay silent
while my n*ggas out here dyin’
preach and roll another giant
dro’s a phenom, call me zion!
[hook * thomas voight]
i smoke fat blunts every single motherf*cking day (ouoo)
don’t be tryna bring your motherf*cking mids to me (no mids here, no mids here)
i smoke that crypt, that chronic every single day (every single day…)
i smoke fat blunts every single motherf*cking day (yuh)

[verse 3 * thomas voight]
don’t try to bring your motherf*ckin’ mids to me
i don’t f*ck wit’ cheese, i want you to get the f*ck away from me
b*tch i guarantee you smoke that weed with me so healthily
i’ll get you so f*cked up it’s like you sipped yourself some purple drink
but no this was just the purple weed
got you litter than a christmas tree
this chronic ain’t yo cup of tea? you better make it be
or get ‘yo ass, the f*ck away from me
cause i don’t want you f*cking my high up, nah, you’s a debby d
in other words you ain’t sh*t to me, try to tell me you disagree
with the legalization of weed, i’ll bust a cap like you’re kennedy
hang yo ass up like a motherf*ckin’ olive tree
but yo this weed makes me thrive
i’m so f*cking high, i could reach up and give god a high five
i’m so f*cking high, i wanna just take a ride in an automatic drive
just to look up at the sky like i’m back at being twenty*five
this weed is the only reason i’m alive, this sh*t helps me survive
whenever i’m down it gives me a revive like we’re living in a drive
and by the way this weed ups my s*x drive, so yeah, i guess i’ma…
hmm, what is that? a motherf*cking hard drive, yea
[hook * thomas voight]
i smoke fat blunts every single motherf*cking day (ouoo)
don’t be tryna bring your motherf*cking mids to me (no mids here, no mids here)
i smoke that crypt, that chronic every single day (every single day…)
i smoke fat blunts every single motherf*cking day (yuh)

- thomas voight lyrics

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