Lirik Lagu Wrap Sumden - Nelly
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[Chorus] x2Hey this is no lieMe and my niggas gettin highYo if you look up in the skyYou might see us floating by
You see Biggie be like what's beef?Me I'm like what's weed?Weed is actually a medicine for me, you know.Every 4 hours like a prescription I smoke.And I'm thanking my refer chief for making me choke.I'm like one of those half-baked thugs, I'm in love.Then after that roll cool "J's" I mean bud.Cause I still piss stems and still shit seeds,I spit residue smoke on my way to buy weed.Wrap Sumden, always I smoke more then Cheech and Chong.My best friends a bong and my homies a smokaholic.I know one day, I'm gone stop,but that'll be the day when my seeds don't pop.You see weed helps me get my thoughts together quick.But on the other hand, as soon as I'm sober I forget.Shit, I'm still stuck at point "A" ya dig,and my momma think that I should quit.
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Ya I get high.You might see me stroll byin the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye.I'm sick now.I think I'm catching glaucoma.See me on the corner, looking for weed donars.
You know how we do it kid. We get that good herb and swerve.Till the gas run out, the way we smokes absurd.That's my word, Wrap Sumden (Wrap Sumden),make a nigga clap somthing, get all mad and slap somthing.
Yo grab the towels cover the smoke alarms and doors.See I somke alone, I need grass like lawn mowers.Say dutch time, roll up it's clutch time,and I burn mine, don't you ever ever touch mine.
Fire it up dog, but watch out for 5-0.Eyes blowed fuck plenty henny and hydro.Fuck a bitch and some clothes, I gotta get richgold platinum and do some shows and get blowed.
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All I know, is money making hoes and smoking endo.If I wasn't high I'd probably know a little more,but since I don't some might consider me slow.Don't worry though.I keep the pants sag. Bubble eye hands rag.Eyes glassed smoking fill from the hash.Choking after that but don't the blunt pass."What we doin' today" Same shit we did last week.Wake up in the morning and yawn and roll up.Bag up and make some runs and roll up.5-0 behind me my niggas so hold up.Ok made a left so continue to roll up.Don't get me wrong police, yo I stop for them,but when they leave guaranteed I'll be smoking again.Catch my second wind and start in on my next bag.The type of nigga smoke on the way to his rehab. Nelly - “Wrap Sumden”
[Chorus] x2Hey this is no lieMe and my niggas gettin highYo if you look up in the skyYou might see us floating by
You see Biggie be like what's beef?Me I'm like what's weed?Weed is actually a medicine for me, you know.Every 4 hours like a prescription I smoke.And I'm thanking my refer chief for making me choke.I'm like one of those half-baked thugs, I'm in love.Then after that roll cool "J's" I mean bud.Cause I still piss stems and still shit seeds,I spit residue smoke on my way to buy weed.Wrap Sumden, always I smoke more then Cheech and Chong.My best friends a bong and my homies a smokaholic.I know one day, I'm gone stop,but that'll be the day when my seeds don't pop.You see weed helps me get my thoughts together quick.But on the other hand, as soon as I'm sober I forget.Shit, I'm still stuck at point "A" ya dig,and my momma think that I should quit.
Chorus 2X
Ya I get high.You might see me stroll byin the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye.I'm sick now.I think I'm catching glaucoma.See me on the corner, looking for weed donars.
You know how we do it kid. We get that good herb and swerve.Till the gas run out, the way we smokes absurd.That's my word, Wrap Sumden (Wrap Sumden),make a nigga clap somthing, get all mad and slap somthing.
Yo grab the towels cover the smoke alarms and doors.See I somke alone, I need grass like lawn mowers.Say dutch time, roll up it's clutch time,and I burn mine, don't you ever ever touch mine.
Fire it up dog, but watch out for 5-0.Eyes blowed fuck plenty henny and hydro.Fuck a bitch and some clothes, I gotta get richgold platinum and do some shows and get blowed.
Chorus 2X
All I know, is money making hoes and smoking endo.If I wasn't high I'd probably know a little more,but since I don't some might consider me slow.Don't worry though.I keep the pants sag. Bubble eye hands rag.Eyes glassed smoking fill from the hash.Choking after that but don't the blunt pass."What we doin' today" Same shit we did last week.Wake up in the morning and yawn and roll up.Bag up and make some runs and roll up.5-0 behind me my niggas so hold up.Ok made a left so continue to roll up.Don't get me wrong police, yo I stop for them,but when they leave guaranteed I'll be smoking again.Catch my second wind and start in on my next bag.The type of nigga smoke on the way to his rehab.
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You see Biggie be like what's beef?Me I'm like what's weed?Weed is actually a medicine for me, you know.Every 4 hours like a prescription I smoke.And I'm thanking my refer chief for making me choke.I'm like one of those half-baked thugs, I'm in love.Then after that roll cool "J's" I mean bud.Cause I still piss stems and still shit seeds,I spit residue smoke on my way to buy weed.Wrap Sumden, always I smoke more then Cheech and Chong.My best friends a bong and my homies a smokaholic.I know one day, I'm gone stop,but that'll be the day when my seeds don't pop.You see weed helps me get my thoughts together quick.But on the other hand, as soon as I'm sober I forget.Shit, I'm still stuck at point "A" ya dig,and my momma think that I should quit.
Chorus 2X
Ya I get high.You might see me stroll byin the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye.I'm sick now.I think I'm catching glaucoma.See me on the corner, looking for weed donars.
You know how we do it kid. We get that good herb and swerve.Till the gas run out, the way we smokes absurd.That's my word, Wrap Sumden (Wrap Sumden),make a nigga clap somthing, get all mad and slap somthing.
Yo grab the towels cover the smoke alarms and doors.See I somke alone, I need grass like lawn mowers.Say dutch time, roll up it's clutch time,and I burn mine, don't you ever ever touch mine.
Fire it up dog, but watch out for 5-0.Eyes blowed fuck plenty henny and hydro.Fuck a bitch and some clothes, I gotta get richgold platinum and do some shows and get blowed.
Chorus 2X
All I know, is money making hoes and smoking endo.If I wasn't high I'd probably know a little more,but since I don't some might consider me slow.Don't worry though.I keep the pants sag. Bubble eye hands rag.Eyes glassed smoking fill from the hash.Choking after that but don't the blunt pass."What we doin' today" Same shit we did last week.Wake up in the morning and yawn and roll up.Bag up and make some runs and roll up.5-0 behind me my niggas so hold up.Ok made a left so continue to roll up.Don't get me wrong police, yo I stop for them,but when they leave guaranteed I'll be smoking again.Catch my second wind and start in on my next bag.The type of nigga smoke on the way to his rehab. Nelly - “Wrap Sumden”
[Chorus] x2Hey this is no lieMe and my niggas gettin highYo if you look up in the skyYou might see us floating by
You see Biggie be like what's beef?Me I'm like what's weed?Weed is actually a medicine for me, you know.Every 4 hours like a prescription I smoke.And I'm thanking my refer chief for making me choke.I'm like one of those half-baked thugs, I'm in love.Then after that roll cool "J's" I mean bud.Cause I still piss stems and still shit seeds,I spit residue smoke on my way to buy weed.Wrap Sumden, always I smoke more then Cheech and Chong.My best friends a bong and my homies a smokaholic.I know one day, I'm gone stop,but that'll be the day when my seeds don't pop.You see weed helps me get my thoughts together quick.But on the other hand, as soon as I'm sober I forget.Shit, I'm still stuck at point "A" ya dig,and my momma think that I should quit.
Chorus 2X
Ya I get high.You might see me stroll byin the Bob Marley tie die with the red eye.I'm sick now.I think I'm catching glaucoma.See me on the corner, looking for weed donars.
You know how we do it kid. We get that good herb and swerve.Till the gas run out, the way we smokes absurd.That's my word, Wrap Sumden (Wrap Sumden),make a nigga clap somthing, get all mad and slap somthing.
Yo grab the towels cover the smoke alarms and doors.See I somke alone, I need grass like lawn mowers.Say dutch time, roll up it's clutch time,and I burn mine, don't you ever ever touch mine.
Fire it up dog, but watch out for 5-0.Eyes blowed fuck plenty henny and hydro.Fuck a bitch and some clothes, I gotta get richgold platinum and do some shows and get blowed.
Chorus 2X
All I know, is money making hoes and smoking endo.If I wasn't high I'd probably know a little more,but since I don't some might consider me slow.Don't worry though.I keep the pants sag. Bubble eye hands rag.Eyes glassed smoking fill from the hash.Choking after that but don't the blunt pass."What we doin' today" Same shit we did last week.Wake up in the morning and yawn and roll up.Bag up and make some runs and roll up.5-0 behind me my niggas so hold up.Ok made a left so continue to roll up.Don't get me wrong police, yo I stop for them,but when they leave guaranteed I'll be smoking again.Catch my second wind and start in on my next bag.The type of nigga smoke on the way to his rehab.
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