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FATAL1ER lyrics : "Kush (Remix)"

Fatal-Kush (Remix)

[Hook]

Roll up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it
Roll up, wait a minute

Let me put some kush up in it
Roll up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it

Roll up, wait a minute
Let me put some kush up in it


[Fatal]
Yo im smoking that kush ^!$$% smoking that dro
Puff puff, pass it then purple clouds i blow

That Colorado kush got my eyes so low
Passin up fakes vision in slow mo
I stay blunted, call it a rountie

Keep hoes wet just like a canteen
Make them all jock, make them all scream
Ill verse spitter gotta get it make them fiend

Im puffin on the green, waitin for the next
She loves how it feel when we smoke before the sex
I live big, call myself impress

Black Gucci shoes with a all louie vest
Only smoke the best, mile high stress
Takin big hits , just to feel up my chest

Call it the kush, call it the bless
Young fatal one never settle for less


[Akon]
I know you tryna get high
Type of %#@! that have ya leaning sideways

Make her work for this suicide
Holla at me cuz I got it all day
No need to fly to Jamaica

Quarter ganja, we can get the same thing
You want that bom bom biggy, holla at my niggi right here in LA
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale


Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some beats up in it

Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some beats up in it



I only want the green, paper and kush
Got that smo, %#@! lookin like a bush

Still stackin money, paper like books
Still killin verses with akon on the hooks
Let me get fame, never stop puffin,

I got my money right, cant tell me nothing
Im just fatal aka the discussion
Im just me aka never bluffin

Hates are nothing, still actin big
But next to my kush ur still lookin like a kid
10 steps ahead, ur lookin like a grid

Square $$# ^!$$% aint near what I did
Im stayin high till the day that I die
You can find up way chillin in the sky

Up in clouds u can call my $$# fly
Im doin me so never ask why
Never ask why, never ask why

Im doin me, so
Never ask why, why, why


[Akon]
I know you tryna get high
Type of %#@! that have ya leaning sideways

Make her work for this suicide
Holla at me cuz I got it all day
No need to fly to Jamaica

Quarter ganja, we can get the same thing
You want that bom bom biggy, holla at my niggi right here in LA
Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale


Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some beats up in it
Hold up, wait a minute
Let me put some beats up in it



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