D.R.U.G.S lyrics

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E-40


[Chorus: Problem]
Drugs, drugs, b*tch I’m on drugs

[Verse 1: Problem]
Molly and the weed tho, that’s all I gotta say
When I put my di*ks in this hoes
I hope they high as me
Prolly not, f*ck it, taxi all in public
Never wanna use it, prolly don’t
If she let me f*ck it
Hella burnt turnt like a car going 'round the corner
Won’t change like the coin machine is f*cking out of order
Never ever follow orders I make orders follow me
Riding in the ghost got me hella booze
Halloween, me and that clown, no make up
Red velvet in the sky, my cake’s up
b*tch booty sittin high, her cake’s up
2 words I can’t stand lace front
Ha, I'm playing girl you know you fly
Blow me b*tch don’t blow my high, what?

[Chorus: Problem]
Drugs, drugs, drugs
b*tch I’m on drugs, huh?
Drugs, drugs, drugs
b*tch I’m on drugs, huh?
[Verse 2: Clyde Carson]
Zoner, get owner, all cash pink slip, and a loaner
Need something in your mouth I’m a donor
35 racks in my cup holder
Feels for deals my voice give her the chills
I blow a kiss to molly, then she give me the thrill
It’s like a high, just can’t quit
6 in the morning, a n*gga still lit
Tell them that I’m living a life you want in
You can mob, long as you understand this and do your job
Sun coming up man she still wanna ride
I don’t like sh*t but I still wanna drive
Moving lane to lane I got the coupe 2 stepping
Hop out like a young black Hugh Hefner
Fly, fresher, hella weed, bunch of sour on the dresser, huh?

[Chorus: Problem]
Drugs, drugs, drugs
b*tch I’m on drugs, huh?
Drugs, drugs, drugs
b*tch I’m on drugs, huh?

[Verse 3: Berner]
Wake up in the morning, hit the kesha
Right before I head to the weed spot
I dump all 10 then I recup
My liver too shine, need a detox
Why you clear, you that’s coke and criss
I get her drunk as hell then let her choke on di*k
I’m breathing slow, heart beating fast
I got cookie for days, your weed is trash
I used to be at school on the jail tab
I made a quarter mill off a meth lab
I brought a 10 pack on the grey hound
I used to be along with the grey pound
I'm on one, xans and a bottle of gyn
Throw a molly in the glass
Make her suck all my friends
Real talk no time for games
I smoke DMT and now I’m seeing thangs
I’m on drugs
Drugs, drugs, drugs
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