Smokin’ Fat

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[Intro - La Chat] [Chorus - 8Ball] Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo [Verse 1 - La Chat] Look, I'm smokin' on a fat sack Big blunts we roll back to back 'cause all I wanna do is just smoke With ya, here's La Chat That kushie got me throwed off My birth room is that loud pack [?] was we be so high I'm blowin' with my homie Trav Now I'm high, we're really high Finna hit up Crucified All my buddy is hometown Finna get him high until he tired Sippin' on that purple That lean it had me slow-mo My eyes closin' on [?] But I stay strong with that thumper This Xan and Xs put me back to sleep Yet ecstasy, it keep me geeked Them Budweisers so good to me If I had it, make me weed La Chat, I'm blazin', poppin', trunkin', all that good shit And every time I see you I be gettin' in niggas' smoke bitch [Chorus - 8Ball] Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo [Verse 2 - Crucified] Smokin' up outta the ganja, they got at me gunpoint, takin' 'em out They gonna quit it? You must have been trippin', they wanna be smokin' up, lookin' to shout Look at me losin' it, watching me doin' it, movin' and provin' I'm showin' 'em out My cinder is smokin' up another nub, another nug and wow When I visioned this out it was wicked no doubt I've been hittin' this now, breakin' pieces off pounds Smokin' this fat, crew be open to pass But it better be more when you're rentin' it back Crucified and La Chat stay burnin' the bag Stay earnin' the cash, they heard of my wrath Lay murder up my path, they hurt in bloodbath For certain they ash, stay herb in the stash Pardon my laugh but damn it I'm bad When I said I was back better burn up a stack The chronic goes fast paced, smoke it like that So you know weed must stash if they add up all that I'm honest, honest, must have chronic Get me high, I project to the money Must be fried, see the fire, weed is bomb and So we toast outside, see it's high in the moment Bud so strong that I'm yawnin', they want it And I'm oh so gone that I'm consciously floatin' And that goddamn bong to that joint for the zonin' If they got good bomb then it's on, come and join us [Chorus - 8Ball] Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga, smokin'— Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga, smokin'— Pass that junt, pass that junt, nigga, smokin'— Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo Smokin' fat, smokin' fat, smokin' fat mack Indo
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