Hodgy - Godsss lyrics

[Hodgy - Godsss lyrics]

(eh)

If you are sober now
You should fuckin' roll the loud
I'm just a smoker proud to be
So I smoke a cloud
Its over cast, I'm home at last
Pulled the whip into the drive way
CBDs are not the high way
So I light it on the highway
Mary J likes it my way, usher
I roll the crush inside the stuff
Lookin' like Badu
Can't no body be like Hodgy
Oh my gosh Higashi Miyagi
In a lex fuck Maserati and a Bugatti (Eeeh)
I wouldn't buy it if I had it (had it)
Money is a magnet, watch they strait jack it
They ratchet dig in your back kit's
Take your wallet and your chap stick
Left you no cash now your chaps lipped


You fucked around and lost to be
The boss in fucking cost nigga (Brroooop)

I don't trust a bitch but Mary Jane
(roll up, Yea)
They comin' after ya' kids, whips and chains
(hold up)
I don't trust a bitch but Mary Jane
(roll up, Yea)
They comin' after ya' kids, whips and chains
(hold up)
I don't trust a bitch but Mary Jane (roll up)

Marijuana, smokin', ganja (yeh)
Today and mañana
You can bet your bottom dolla'
You pop collars
I cop flowers strait from the plant
Do the face hunger dance
Cause bitch I got the munchies
I ain't rollin' on nothing
Simply rolling up something
Smokin' up puffin'
Blow ya' fuckin' house down
I'm stingy with my nuggets
While in glass jar buckets
You may not fucks with
None of it when I come in town
I let you get a wiff, no piff'
Green relish for the bucks it
Won't be trade it like, monta Ellis
(Yea') i light it up as they watch
Blow the smoke, I know they smell it
I don't trust none of you bitches
I ain't bein' selfish

I don't trust a bitch but Mary Jane
(roll up, Yea)
They comin' after ya' kids, whips and chains
(hold up)
I don't trust a bitch but Mary Jane (roll up)

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