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weed & clothes - vic spencer & mc tree lyrics

ft. tree

(verse: mc tree)
roll me up a fat one, light it, p-ss around
shawty got a fat but, told her stay around
bottle of that pink, but the homies drinkin’ brown
and the whole crew came thru’, party downtown
where the lights stay on and the night goes on
early hours of the am till late up in the morn’
and she gotta go to work, gotta gotta get home
gotta wash that d-ck up off her and get the f-ck gone
got ’em bills you gotta pay, got them kids you gotta feed
man, that d-ck fo’ her was play, sh-t she should do this errweek
follow me on twitter, met her then i hit her
she mellow when she get up, rushed from the kush
and the loud so bitter, the crowd don’t miss her
when she enters in the room and she luvs it when they zoom
on ’em big -ss t-tties, ya wit me? ya wit me?
perry and henny, with cindy and laura from florida
and florida from philly, man this really just a portion of, a portion of

(hook)
i guess its just the weed and the clothes and the cars and the hoes
cars and the hoes
i guess it’s just the weed and the clothes and the cars and the hoes
cars and the hoes
i guess it’s just the weed and the clothes and the cars and the hoes, man
cars and the hoes, man
i guess it’s just the weed and the clothes and the cars and the hoes, man
cars and the hoes, man

(verse 2: vic spencer)
crumblin’ herb call me vic green thumbs
got an 8th in the tongue of my sb skunks
i’m the sixth man, hide doobies in wrist bands
we cop from the tree spot, where they shootin’ like pistons
strongest bud is on the low end
reeking, smelling from the burbs when we smokin’
you got the stank if the hoes start chockin’
i hope they get this line: phony ones don’t have no ends
i live tree life, dead underneath life
hit some sh-t once, now i see twice
white tee, organic levis no. 3 mikes
the jacket 3 stripes demeanor is something you can’t be like
the car is a hoopty, the broad is in gucci
regular ole mog, like t-y just my belt louie
smoke some stanky lanky, call oh-wheeee, in the oh-wap
my whole aura, sumn supa!

(hook)

- vic spencer mc tree lyrics

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