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OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO: Snoop Dogg f. Wiz Khalifa - That Good
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Snoop Dogg
Snoop Dogg
Vocals
Wiz Khalifa
Wiz Khalifa
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cameron Thomaz
Cameron Thomaz
Songwriter
Ronald LaTour
Ronald LaTour
Songwriter
Calvin Broadus
Calvin Broadus
Songwriter
Haim Saban 
Songwriter
Shuki Levy
Shuki Levy
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Travis Marshall
Travis Marshall
Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Cardo
Cardo
Producer
Eric Dan
Eric Dan
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

I'm smoking everywhere I go (No stick, no seeds, just Al Green) I always gotta keep one rolled (I keep that, need that, got that) I'm rolling every gram I own (That purp, that bomb, that kush) Don't gotta understand, they know I smoke that fire, good that, good that Concentrated, every day I'm faded Tree's prepared and properly cultivated I nursed 'em, sprayed down, no chemicals Just me and my buddy, ya hear me now Never treat ya wrong, to each his own Snoop and Wiz, the new Cheech and Chong We up in smoke, making street schemes Smoking sticky green, having sweet dreams Break it down, put it in the Z-I-zag And pull the top back and let the ass drag Hit the switch, quickest way to get a bitch Executive Branch, get a whiff of this Black car, sack a dank High school nigga, what the fuck you think? I'm passing all my classes with flying colors And every day, I'm high as a motherfucker I'm smoking everywhere I go (No stick, no seeds, just Al Green) I always gotta keep one rolled (I keep that, need that, got that) I'm rolling every gram I own (That purp, that bomb, that kush) Don't gotta understand, they know I smoke that fire, that good, that good, that Sun roof open, smoking while I'm rolling My bitches only notice it if it's potent Bottle of Perignon, we can go kick it by the ocean Get in between your legs Join roaches and ashes all in your bed You calling her babe, she calling me instead 'Cause I put that game all in her hair She saw the crib, she know that I'm balling When he ain't have nothing he used to stall 'em Now I with the boss dogg, all the bad hoes want him And my pockets on swole, I'm talking Rick Ross big And now when we shop, we don't care what the cost is Rolling up good, smoking that bomb shit Blow a whole OZ, nigga that's boss shit Now she all fuck her man, rubber bands in my pocket Getting money, going hard for my profit Bad bitch, keep the joint stuffed like stockings Young nigga getting bread, why knock it? I'm smoking everywhere I go (No stick, no seeds, just Al Green) I always gotta keep one rolled (I keep that, need that, got that) I'm rolling every gram I own (That purp, that bomb, that kush) Don't gotta understand, they know I smoke that fire, that good, that good, that In high school, we do just like we like to We cordially invite you Now roll up, then get high to it We welcome you to high school We do just like we like to We cordially invite you Now roll up, then get high to it Get high to it I'm smoking everywhere I go (No stick, no seeds, just Al Green) I always gotta keep one rolled (I keep that, need that, got that) I'm rolling every gram I own (That purp, that bomb, that kush) Don't gotta understand, they know I smoke that fire, that good, that good, that
Writer(s): Calvin Cordazor Broadus, Haim Saban, Shuki Levy, Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Ronald N. La Tour Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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