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MAC MILLER FT. AB-SOUL, SMOKE DZA & DA$H lyrics : "Money Team"

(Verse 1: Ab-Soul)
Don't get too excited?
My last pack was courtesy of B-Real from Cypress Hill

Jet fuel, OG, and it's death to kill
Bet I got some weed ? Puffy, that's my ^!$$%
We puffin backwoods back to back, back to back

Back to back, back to back, I'm a chiropractor, ^!$$%
So high but I'm solo, the horseman on my Polo's?
H-O-C, but you don't know, though, I'm just a high ^!$$%

So when you walk by don't say ?hi,? ^!$$%, don't!
Roll up some more of that Money Team
(I know you've got some more of that)

Rollin' to the Chronic, smokin' chronic, all we need's a low-low
Picked up an ounce from Fountain out in day, it's so astounding
I was on the ground, looked down, now I'm on a mountain

If fair is fair, my strand is rare, I don't know where I grow, though
Rollin' up an ozone of this Bubba, $#&@in' up the ozone
My third I wink at you, you blink, and ?poof!?

Like ?where he go though? he ain't even leave the? (drive!)?

(Verse 2: Smoke DZA)

I knew today would be a great day
I'm a $#&@in' buddha-head, I don't take vacays
Young High-Grade, I'm always in a great space

Coughin' up a lung on that KK (kush)
I'm a Harlem ^!$$%, every day's payday
Burn it down, vacate ? I'm all about that pastry

Man, like I'm marketing Rev Run's daughters
But I'm talkin' 'bout the green with the dead prez' on 'em (hold up)
And speaking of green, hope you got yours

Cause I'm a fiend and it's personal, parties, $#&@in' with me (true story)
Hold on to that ? you might not get it back
It's all good, though ? I'm 'bout to roll another bat

I hit the Bay and got some great wax
When they talkin' 'bout loud, I don't hear that
I'm smokin' dope in front of dope on Fairfax

Jet Life ^!$$%, these Lear raps (DZA)

(Verse 3: Da$H)

Dope burner ? layin' a smoke sermon
As the composer close the curtain
I sit back and tell myself that it was all worth it

Earth'll morph an ocean, grown surface
Matter of fact, $#&@ that, don't get excited -
It's just another mother$#&@in' rap song about weed

So sit back, shut the $#&@ up, roll your weed
Tell your older sister get the money ready
I need a half ounce later

I'm running out? not really, though
It's your time, but it ain't your time
Eat a dick?



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