BiG Brutha & Dez - Roll Up Pour Up

Pour up a bottle
Roll up a zip

You can tell I came to get lit
Walked in this bitch on my shit
5th of dussé clutched in my grip
Got a blunt lit and one in my ear
Lookin for them girls with them big dairy aires
I'm on lsd pardon me if I stare
The way a nigga peakin girl I really don't care
I'm a real playa so I pick them by the pair
These baddies be choosin but I don't be cuffin
They see a young nigga turn nothin to somethin
They talkin all loud like they part of discussions
Unaware that they really be speaking of subject
I'm in this bih piped up it ain't shit you can tell me
I'm pouring up shot and we takin them down
I'm choppin down trees and we burnin them down
[inhale]this one for me next one pass it around
And I'm gone
Some drank and some trippy tabs mixed with the weed
I'm smokin that strong my shit come with no seeds
If you smokin that bullshit don't pass it to me
These niggas brought woods but not enough green
I fill that bitch up till it bust out the seam
I'm livin my life but it feel like a dream
If this was a movie you picture the scene
Hawaiian sunshine it got me on beast
Just caught a new wave now I'm seein three
I sail that bitch out my level on geeked
I pour up that drink sip henny like tea
I know that I'm faded I can't roll my weed
Lil shawty with ass she roll it for me
She say in my ear that she ready to leave
Don't know who you came with I know it wasn't me
Just stop all that talkin and

Pour up that bottle
Roll up that zip
Pour up that bottle
Roll up that zip
Pour up that bottle
Roll up that zip
Pour up that bottle
Roll up that zip

You can tell I came to get lit I finally got on my shit/Tequila the sauce that I sip I don't know the time but I'm piped than a bitch/looking for pretty bitches I'm from out of town young rolling stone I done got around/My timing whatever let's get it together I'm drunk as a bih and geeked out my mind/They say that I'm groovy and like how I moving they can't understand me they know that I'm country/Michael Jackson I gotta be starting something the signs from the vibe telling me that they love it/Me and Brodie piped up with a couple around me/ a couple of cups and I hope they don't drown me/a couple of blunts is the reason it's cloudy/No pepper this time a zip of the loudest/We gone we in our mood I don't want your number don't call on my phone/right here right now the timing I'm on I don't want this shit to come follow me home/I'm feeling myself while in paradise the island and vibes got me very right/pour up a shot of some brown and white I could get used to this way of life

Written by:
Christopher Hope, Desmond Thomas

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