Lil Wayne - Trippy (ft. Juicy J) (Traduction Française) lyrics

[Couplet 1: Lil Wayne]
Uh, blue skies, blue skies, I see you with my red eyes
Bust your f*cking grape n*gga, turn your sh*t to red wine
Don't f*ck up my high n*gga, I'm too gone, bye n*gga
She get di*k, weed and ignored, that's a D.W.I. n*gga
My skin crawlin', my walls talkin', the pictures in here lookin' at me
The ground movin', I'm seeing sh*t, I'm blowing like I'm stuck in traffic
I'm smoking on that strong, got me coughing like I'm getting buried
I've been f*cking Mary-Jane, I knew her when she was just Virgin Mary
I'm stoned, Mick Jagger, I can run around Saturn
Eyes rolling back and keep blinking like hazards
I said: "King me, king me with my mushroom crown on"
I graduated to better drugs, my cap and gown on
Don't knock me off my high horse, what I do is my choice
I'm high as the scoreboard, b*tch look up at my points
I'm trippin' out, cotton mouth, I got high and fell asleep loaded
I woke up and got high again, ok, I'm reloaded

[Refrain: Juicy J]
Weed, pills and that drank
That's my trippy kit
That's my trippy kit
That's my trippy kit

[Couplet 2: Lil Wayne]
Shoutout to my weed man, shoutout to my lean man
pus*y ass n*gga wanna spark something, I'm a gasoline can
I'm high n*gga don't blow it, I trust it as far as I could throw it
I don't know if I'm coming or going, T, make my blunt a Samoan
And I see lights flashing, life passing, take a b*tch home and f*ck like rabbits
Styrofoam cups and wine glasses, shot glasses, hot flashes
My tounges numb, I can't talk, no balance, my spine hurts
My mind surf, my eye j*rks, I try different drugs, I'm diverse
Goodbye Earth, farewell, high as heaven, eyes low as hell
Keep scratching, keep biting my nails, keep lighting an L, I'm a kite in the air
I like weed brownies and cookies, I'm straight but seeing crooked
I got my trippy kit, I hope I trip and fall in some pus*y, Tunechi!
[Refrain: Juicy J]
Weed, pills and that drank
That's my trippy kit
That's my trippy kit
That's my trippy kit

[Couplet 3: Juicy J]
Musty herb in a zip lock, twisted up top notch
Weed that I smoke, straight off a boat
Six foot bong, tryna see what I toke
This that cali kush, I motivate not gloat
All I need is Mary, let the models do the coke
Tryna' get some becky in the backseat of the Ghost
Hit the weed man, tell him that I need a bag
Wake up every morning and I take a drag
Take the blunt, dip it in the lean, then I laugh
In your baby mama ear and I'm gonna' smash
They call me the trippy king, don't try me n*gga
Juicy J with the Taylors, chinese eyes n*gga

[Refrain: Juicy J]
Weed, pills and that drank
That's my trippy kit
That's my trippy kit
That's my trippy kit
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