Talent Show

Everytime I go out

I'm blowing that smoke out

I buy it, don't even know the price

I talk cause I live it, come pay me a visit

And I'll be somewhere up in the sky

My nigga it's about to go down

We fly, it's no lie, that we high, 'til we die

All we need up in heres hoes now

Roll one up, clean the ride, case them hoes wanna jump inside

Got a joint filled with quality shit

My bottom bitch smoking with me, niggas talk shit

All of 'em shrimp

I'm a big fish

Roll a joint, lick it once, tell you hit this

Groupies on my dick

Several kushes on my hit-list

In and out these niggas bitches

Smoking tree and not to mention hustling, trying to mind my business

You probably went to class while I was in the hallway skipping

Yeah I hear what they saying, just be to high to listen

'Bout my money, tripping if I even fold it wrong

You ain't smoking this good

If it's fire, tell you I sold it all

Or wait 'til one of my hoes come 'round to roll it all

Or say fuck it and cuff it 'til I go smoke with Dogg

I show off, I show off, I show off

Car push to start, hit the button once it go off

Keep the money coming in and the papers rolled up

And ain't worried about a hating nigga, they get no love

Everytime I go out

I'm blowing that smoke out

I buy it, don't even know the price

I talk cause I live it, come pay me a visit

And I'll be somewhere up in the sky

My nigga it's about to go down

We fly, it's no lie, that we high, 'til we die

All we need up in heres hoes now

Roll one up, clean the ride, case them hoes wanna jump inside

I go green like I was Arch Bishop Don Juan

And blow circles around you suckas like a marathon

My gym teacher told me but I didn't listen

My bitch did my homework and now I'm in detention

It should be suspension

This is my audition

So play your position, get the picture I envision

Did she mention: Snoop Dogg was made for kissing

A barracuda fishing, she on a mission for me

Pleasure, pain, and glory in my inventory

My SATs my little bitch she did 'em for me

And now we prancing on stage at the talent show

We flossing, my clothes, my chain, and my knapsack

Full of that, hand me that, can you see my telescope

Principal say she want to see me cause she smell my smoke

'Bout my money, tripping even if I fold it wrong

Blowing zones with Wiz because this is the protocol

Everytime I go out

I'm blowing that smoke out

I buy it, don't even know the price

I talk cause I live it, come pay me a visit

And I'll be somewhere up in the sky

My nigga it's about to go down

We fly, it's no lie, that we high, 'til we die

All we need up in heres hoes now

Roll one up, clean the ride, case them hoes wanna jump inside