Da Mafia 6ix, 8Ball, MJG - Yean High lyrics

[Da Mafia 6ix, 8Ball, MJG - Yean High lyrics]

Yeah!, Da Mafia 6ix, 8-Ball &
MJG, yeah! M Town Shit
DJ Paul up in dis muthafucka!
TWhy up in dis muthafucka!
J-Green up in dis muthafucka!
Yeah we still in this thang
It's yo boy DJ Paul KOM
Representing dat Mafia 6ix
I got the whole Mafia 6ix
In here wit me: Gangsta
Boo, Koopsta Knicca, Infamous, Lord Infamous
That is, Crunchy Black, we all in this thang
Mane it feel like the 90s'
Again up in this bitch
Its going down, Trap! Let's roll!

One to da motherfuckin' two
To da motherfuckin' three
(And Yean High as me)
One to da motherfuckin' two
To da motherfuckin' three
(And Yean High as me)

I got the smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun

I smoke so much weed
That my nickname "Smokey"
Twist it, light it, hit, that's that fire
I ain't jokin'
Marley makin' weed brownies in
The kitchen flexin'
Darth Vader set to the chest got me coughin'
Never smoked that regular
That weed is bullshit
Cookie master kushie got me freaky as a bitch
White boys love it when I hit they weed pipe
Cause they know it's goin' down and
I'mma fuck him all night, high

One to da motherfuckin' two
To da motherfuckin' three
(And Yean High as me)
One to da motherfuckin' two
To da motherfuckin' three
(And Yean High as me)

I got the smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun

Let me take a second, i be tryin' to get the
Greatest and the latest
Type of smokin' I can get my hands on
Something I'mma prolly spend a
Couple grand on roll up blunts, flavorless
Every other motherfuckin' day I get
Higher than the motherfuckin' day before
You say you wanna smoke one? say no more
Pimp tight M-J-G smoke of the gun
The means that I prolly miss when
I shot at yo boy
Better get up and hope you can run
You know that we be talkin'
'bout this shit ever since way back in the
Drop top next two-seater
You know that I'm a pimp
Comin' out hard and a
Nine millimeter nigga when it
Comes to the heater

I'm on weed, I'm on drank
Dump 'em down, pour up pints
Roll up pounds, Swisher Sweets
Got me floatin' up outta my seat
This exclusive just for me
Groupie niggas please, leave
This for me, myself and I
Certain bitches smoke for free
Fat boy front row, extra special
Not yo average that money in my mattress
That's for the re-up, for my package
Big Ball stay throwed
Only pause for the grind
I get stoned like them white boys
Gone out my mind

One to da motherfuckin' two
To da motherfuckin' three
(And Yean High as me)
One to da motherfuckin' two
To da motherfuckin' three
(And Yean High as me)

I got the smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun
Smoke comin' up out my mouth
Smoke comin' up out my gun

Scarecrow is the pharmacy pound of kush
A quarter key
And when I OD but the gods they resurrect a G
Poppin', sniffin', smokin'
Overloadin' when I'm noddin'
You bitches on some garbage
Trick I do them real narcotics
"Where is the bud, where is the bud?"
You scrubs
You don't do drugs like I do drugs
Like I told you hoes narcotics
All up in my DNA lord is on the opiates
Blown straight out the milky Way bLAY!

I'm on weed, I'm on drank
I'm on pills, I'm on dank
I'm on bars, I'm on tabs
I'm so high I'm 'bout to faint
Bout to pour up two liter
With four fuckin' Oz's
I'mma make it so muddy that
I'm 'bout to lose control
I'm like "where my cup?"
I'm like blowin' it up
And I love when I'm high cause
I really don't give a fuck
I like purple stuff, I like smokin' it up
If you got some nigga then
You might as well puff

(Hiiigh)
Voices in my head, all you got 'em scared
All by myself, Koop shout in my bed
Sell a bitch that swole
We cook this in stoves
Paul pass me a swisher and blow
Out a cloud of smoke
Blunts I twist, it's the continued, next
I had a session with some bab'
Just like chillum sex
Buds relax me, buds relax me
Bitch I stay high

One to da motherfuckin' two
To da motherfuckin' three
(And Yean High as me)
One to da motherfuckin' two
To da motherfuckin' three
(And Yean High as me)

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