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Inhale the air, I feel ya sweet sinsemilla makes sense to me, Ya heard right, homegrown to heal the people, and it should be legal But some still put up a fight. Not everyone can walk in a store, buy an ounce, nothing more, no Dispensary to stock it, Here ya gotta hustle like before, just to score a little indoor, I know who's got it. Yeah any time, I'm runnin' dry, I never have to worry I know just the guy. He'll always reply so I, can re-up on my supply... Give it up for my weed man, I call him when I need him, always got That fire on deck, Yeah he's my weed man, chronic rolled and ready when I see him, and he Ain't ever let me down yet, indica or saliva, oh oh, homie's got what It takes to relieve ya, And no matter where I'll be, All I do is call, he gon' bring it right to me, He's my weed man. See me ya, the original Dr. Green Thumb, roll up the raw paper, or Blaze the chillum, See me ya, original weed man with the healin', take a one puff you get The feelin', See me ya, knockin' at your front door ready, all type of strains Cause you know me ting plenty. Three hundred acre inna Humbolt County, have me license so me no fraid Of federali. Dem legalize the herb so you can burn it up front, me nah sell you Reggie we no give you no scum, put di kush inna ya grinder roll Yourself a good blunt, red eyes have ya high fi a month. Strictly cash pon delivery, we put the package pon a drone, get it Rapidly. Sell you a clone make you grow in your community, The weed man a enterprise cause the hustle never dies, ya seent! Give it up for my weed man, I call him when I need him, always got That fire on deck, Yeah he's my weed man, chronic rolled and ready when I see him, and he Ain't ever let me down yet, indica or saliva, oh oh, homie's got what It takes to relieve ya, And no matter where I'll be, All I do is call, he gon' bring it right to me, He's my weed man.
Writer(s): Jackson Alexander Hauserman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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