C-Mob, D.H - Like a Million Bucks lyrics
C-Mob [Christopher Doehla] Marion, Indiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[C-Mob, D.H - Like a Million Bucks lyrics]
Prepare for takeoff i'm ready
Kush packs, blown back no brown betty
I'm getting it in
Every morning wake and bake with a big grin
Now that's a million dollar smile
If I had a million I'd be swimming in my pile
Good haze got my head spinning for a while
When I had to go hard there's
No limit from the clouds
Feeling like the air up there
Don't bother talking to me
There's no-one upstairs, yeah
I stay in my zone like
Cover-3 trynna to cover me, i'm gone
Gone with the wind we don did it once before
And I'm gon hit again
Pass the torch likе the Summer Games
Hе don't wanna let her go
Cause you love the flame
Million dollar lifestyle trynna juggle fame
Always gonna break in with a puzzle brain
Guess I lost a couple pieces along the way
I ain't really need em
Stay up all night, wake-up daydreaming
About the day niggas I hate
Or my players they eating
I mean we are first class
Flight ready to depart
And this your captain speaking
Fasten up your seatbelts tight
For the weekend it could be a bumpy ride if
You know what I mean
Smoking First 48 try and duck the crime scene
That's killer for you dumb fucks
That's all I smoke, all I puff
No bullshit can't call my bluff
Every damn day I be in them guts
I stay weeded from am to pm
Welcome to wonderland
What do you believe in?
I am sleepwalking through today
But feeling like a million dollars
What can I say? (say)
I feel like a million bucks
Swishers rolled tight my spliff is stuffed
So just try to have a good
Time and forget the fuss
I just wish that everybody could
Blow one with me once iII feel
Just like a million bucks
Falling from the fucking sky
I feel how I'm supposed to be
Girl don't fear, let's light this doobie
Rolling up, straight out the OZ
Purple straight from LA with OG
Hurricane I make waves and blow trees
Riding round a pretty thing you low-key
Carlo, you know me I walk like
And I do it for my city like the Dark Knight
Got a double cut leaning off of dark sprite
Got plenty in rotation fog life
Real niggas bad hoes and hella smoke
Y'all high, but me, I smoke better dope
I fill it up and lick
It just like an envelope
George Gervin, pro-game incredible
Straight loud, no words, just smell the dope
West Coast cough pack no medical
We in the spot tonight somebody let em know
And if you love your girl
I wouldn't let her go
Oh, no, go-getters in the building
Blunts rolled up and the
Box to drink schilling
Laughing with the hoes
Got the champagne spilling
Worth a couple thousand
Feeling like a million
Smoke, smoke marijuana
Mari marijuana m-M-Mary Jane
Smoke smoke tree tree
THC, THC smoke smoke
Big blunts and bongs, and bowls, and joints
I feel like a million bucks
Swishers rolled tight my spliff is stuffed
So just try to have a good
Time and forget the fuss
I just wish that everybody could
Blow one with me once iII feel
Just like a million bucks
Falling from the fucking sky
I feel how I'm supposed to be
Girl don't fear, let's light this doobie
Into cud, sativa, and hybrid
Smoke with us and you'll know what high is
High-grade, there's no need to buy mid
So high all you can see is my eye lids
We get it really in feeling like a million
Cheesing with a silly grin
Goofier than Gilligan's
Split another Philly then roll the haze
I had quit but now I'm back to my older way
Stuffing goldie and blacks
So high but I'm never slow to react
They no holding me back i'mma roll me a sack
Motherfucker can you buy that, go get a MAC
No urge to devour people
Ultra kush, master kush, sour diesel
That's right I got a headband high
Feeling so alive make a dead man cry
Take a flight around the atlas
You don't need love
It's just don't forget the matches
Afghan to Hindu cursed by the batches
Ever smoke weed that smell
Just like cat piss? I be high as a kite
Off of Y and delight in the sky on a flight
Never trying to fight
Like I'm eyeing your wife
Get up with my engineer and
We'll be flying tonight
That's right bitch, I know weed
We gon make our own strain call it Philo T
Ready for takeoff like a missile silo be
I blow tree from here to Nairobi
Chiefing like an Indian welcome to my teepee
Step into the fall
Where we're getting so leafy
So let me know if you down to match
Cause this weed got me feeling
Like a thousand racks
Kush packs, blown back no brown betty
I'm getting it in
Every morning wake and bake with a big grin
Now that's a million dollar smile
If I had a million I'd be swimming in my pile
Good haze got my head spinning for a while
When I had to go hard there's
No limit from the clouds
Feeling like the air up there
Don't bother talking to me
There's no-one upstairs, yeah
I stay in my zone like
Cover-3 trynna to cover me, i'm gone
Gone with the wind we don did it once before
And I'm gon hit again
Pass the torch likе the Summer Games
Hе don't wanna let her go
Cause you love the flame
Million dollar lifestyle trynna juggle fame
Always gonna break in with a puzzle brain
Guess I lost a couple pieces along the way
I ain't really need em
Stay up all night, wake-up daydreaming
About the day niggas I hate
Or my players they eating
I mean we are first class
Flight ready to depart
And this your captain speaking
Fasten up your seatbelts tight
For the weekend it could be a bumpy ride if
You know what I mean
Smoking First 48 try and duck the crime scene
That's killer for you dumb fucks
That's all I smoke, all I puff
No bullshit can't call my bluff
Every damn day I be in them guts
I stay weeded from am to pm
Welcome to wonderland
What do you believe in?
I am sleepwalking through today
But feeling like a million dollars
What can I say? (say)
I feel like a million bucks
Swishers rolled tight my spliff is stuffed
So just try to have a good
Time and forget the fuss
I just wish that everybody could
Blow one with me once iII feel
Just like a million bucks
Falling from the fucking sky
I feel how I'm supposed to be
Girl don't fear, let's light this doobie
Rolling up, straight out the OZ
Purple straight from LA with OG
Hurricane I make waves and blow trees
Riding round a pretty thing you low-key
Carlo, you know me I walk like
And I do it for my city like the Dark Knight
Got a double cut leaning off of dark sprite
Got plenty in rotation fog life
Real niggas bad hoes and hella smoke
Y'all high, but me, I smoke better dope
I fill it up and lick
It just like an envelope
George Gervin, pro-game incredible
Straight loud, no words, just smell the dope
West Coast cough pack no medical
We in the spot tonight somebody let em know
And if you love your girl
I wouldn't let her go
Oh, no, go-getters in the building
Blunts rolled up and the
Box to drink schilling
Laughing with the hoes
Got the champagne spilling
Worth a couple thousand
Feeling like a million
Smoke, smoke marijuana
Mari marijuana m-M-Mary Jane
Smoke smoke tree tree
THC, THC smoke smoke
Big blunts and bongs, and bowls, and joints
I feel like a million bucks
Swishers rolled tight my spliff is stuffed
So just try to have a good
Time and forget the fuss
I just wish that everybody could
Blow one with me once iII feel
Just like a million bucks
Falling from the fucking sky
I feel how I'm supposed to be
Girl don't fear, let's light this doobie
Into cud, sativa, and hybrid
Smoke with us and you'll know what high is
High-grade, there's no need to buy mid
So high all you can see is my eye lids
We get it really in feeling like a million
Cheesing with a silly grin
Goofier than Gilligan's
Split another Philly then roll the haze
I had quit but now I'm back to my older way
Stuffing goldie and blacks
So high but I'm never slow to react
They no holding me back i'mma roll me a sack
Motherfucker can you buy that, go get a MAC
No urge to devour people
Ultra kush, master kush, sour diesel
That's right I got a headband high
Feeling so alive make a dead man cry
Take a flight around the atlas
You don't need love
It's just don't forget the matches
Afghan to Hindu cursed by the batches
Ever smoke weed that smell
Just like cat piss? I be high as a kite
Off of Y and delight in the sky on a flight
Never trying to fight
Like I'm eyeing your wife
Get up with my engineer and
We'll be flying tonight
That's right bitch, I know weed
We gon make our own strain call it Philo T
Ready for takeoff like a missile silo be
I blow tree from here to Nairobi
Chiefing like an Indian welcome to my teepee
Step into the fall
Where we're getting so leafy
So let me know if you down to match
Cause this weed got me feeling
Like a thousand racks