03 Greedo, Bubba 03 - Kick It lyrics

Crusin' through your city whole
Car smelling funky
Drunker than a bitch and my L stay chunky
Chokin' on the smoke got
A ngga like huhhhgghh
Got a couple more bottles in
The back full of kush
Let's kick it, kick it, kick it, get
On it, kick it, kick it, kick it
I tell a bitch let's kick it, kick it
Kick it (yes)

All I need is some drums and the clap sound
Imma make a beat with the
Bottles in the background
Cos I'm gone of the Hennessy
All the kush smoke make a
Ngga lose his energy
Sicilian kush clinic say it come from Italy
I looked him in the eye said
'you gotta be kidding me'
Rushed me out the door
Thеy was trying to get rid of me
I smoked it in thе car and
I thought I was in Italy
Damn this weed got me feeling stronger
Than a pill to me kind of make an X pill
Really not appeal to me
What the fuck I'm talking I'm
Off 3 pills hella geeked
24 hour boy so that mean I never sleep
Hey, we grindin' while you sleepin'
Get the flips all wet like we
Divin' off the deep end
I ain't slept all week and
It's already the weekend
Excuse my tone baby I been drinkin'


Crusin' through your city whole
Car smelling funky
Drunker than a bitch and my L stay chunky
Chokin' on the smoke got
A ngga like huhhhgghh
Got a couple more bottles in
The back full of kush
Let's kick it, kick it, kick it, get
On it, kick it, kick it, kick it
I tell a bitch let's kick it, kick it
Kick it (yes)

Now I ain't got no navigation
But I need your information
And now I'm losing patience
I'm too drunk for all this chasin'
The boy just pulled me over and
I hate to keep you waitin'
Well, why d'you speed by sir? I
Thought that we was racin'
But excuse me officer
I'm trying to have a conversation
And I hope you can't smell all
The weed that I was blazin'
She called me by government and said
'what are you thinkin'?'
I said, 'bitch you don't know me
Don't you ever call me Jason!'
I'm way too loaded and I think
I need some fucking help
The cop is looking at me cos I
Said my name is something else
I apologise sir, I don't mean to provoke you
He said, 'drive safely
It's all good I smoke too'
I asked no questions and I smashed off fast
The car ain't mine and it got bad tags
Plus the light came on and I
Still ain't got gas yet
My phone lost reception and I
Never got the address


Crusin' through your city whole
Car smelling funky
Drunker than a bitch and my L stay chunky
Chokin' on the smoke got
A ngga like huhhhgghh
Got a couple more bottles in
The back full of kush
Let's kick it, kick it, kick it, get
On it, kick it, kick it, kick it
I tell a bitch let's kick it, kick it
Kick it (yes)