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Chris Webby
Chris Webby
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Webby
Chris Webby
Songwriter
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Jeff Edwards
Jeff Edwards
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Supa Dups
Supa Dups
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Lyrics

Yeah, ya know It's Chris Webby, uh (brim low) When we rollin' in the whip after rollin' up a piff And we all gon' get in free Then I fill myself a cup, lean back with a dutch Burn it down till it's hard to see I'm a keep my brim low low low low low low low low And ain't nobody gon' be botherin' me, no one botherin' me So I'm a keep my brim low I keep my brim low, nobody's seein' me I got a dutch rolled full of that greenery Hoppin' out the scenery and spittin' the best So hot you'll melt like the wicked witch of the west, yes And now we rollin' up a fat one Joint papers up in the wallet I always have one Keef on the bowl pack, we gettin' high now Brim low, pull the fitted to my eyebrows Draggin' on a dutchie, I'm in my own zone O-Z of Sour D and that homegrown I don't fuck with no middies, just that headies Twist it in a blizzie, now we gettin' dizzy Crack open a fourty Then roll yourself another we gon' party till the mornin' That's how we get it goin' Chris Webby number one supporter of that THC My veins run green from all this weed I'm so damn high I can barely even see But I'm still burnin', take another pull Wash down an Adderall with a Red Bull Now I got my energy and I'm still blasted Marijuana makes life so fantastic It's more than a habit, it is an addiction Can't imagine one day when I'm not twistin' Brain moves slow, but I don't care Everything blunt's worth it, nothing else compares Mary Jane you are my baby, I'll take you as my lady Until you take that last brain cell and I go crazy Everything I been through, ain't know what to do My first resort was turnin' to you, and now I'm burnin' with you Go n' roll them windows up, now puff puff pass that lovely dutch When we rollin' in the whip after rollin' up a piff And we all gon' get in free Then I fill myself a cup, lean back with a dutch Burn it down till it's hard to see I'm a keep my brim low low low low low low low low And ain't nobody gon' be botherin' me, no one botherin' me So I'm a keep my brim low Keep my brim low I'm a keep my brim low I'm a keep my brim low I'm a keep my brim low (low low low low) I'm a keep my brim low (low low low low) I'm a keep my brim low (low low low low) I'm a keep my brim low (low low low low low low low low) When we rollin' in the whip after rollin' up a piff And we all gon' get in free Then I fill myself a cup, lean back with a dutch Burn it down till it's hard to see I'm a keep my brim low low low low low low low low And ain't nobody gon' be botherin' me, no one botherin' me So I'm a keep my brim low
Writer(s): Mitchum Khan Chin, Gamal Kosh Lewis, Christian Webster, Dwayne Richard Chin Quee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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