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Baby Bash - Light Up ft. Z-Ro, Berner, Baby-E
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Bash
Baby Bash
Vocals
Baby-E
Baby-E
Vocals
Berner
Berner
Vocals
Z-Ro
Z-Ro
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ronald Bryant
Ronald Bryant
Songwriter
Gilbert Anthony Milam Jr.
Gilbert Anthony Milam Jr.
Songwriter
Joseph McVey
Joseph McVey
Songwriter
Ethan Lowery
Ethan Lowery
Songwriter
Nathan Perez
Nathan Perez
Songwriter
Per Kristian Ottestad
Per Kristian Ottestad
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Happy Perez
Happy Perez
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah Yeeeahhhh Light up, light up Strike a match and watch the flames burn bright Light up, light up Breathe deep and let it clear your mind When you start feeling down, light one up, pass it 'round Keep your chin up and head high cause nothing's forever Light up, light up Breathe deep and put it in the sky I'm never drinking and driving, I'm only smoking And flying Too many dying, alcohol related death's multiplying So you know, we gotta keep it in perspective Get my point across, like a bossand make sure that mi jente gets the message I'm just gonna blow up on this fire, who got the lighter? You want that sherbert OG Kush, that cookie gets you higher Need no crazy pills, they give me no crazy thrills That's just how I'm playa feels, I'm smoking until the wheels fall off Yeah, and that's how we keep it lifted California fine's are organically engifted I'm in love with Mary Jane, some call it that Marichuana I'm the one you call when you need that good ganjauh Light up, light up Strike a match and watch the flames burn bright Light up, light up Breathe deep and let it clear your mind When you start feeling down, light one up, pass it 'round Keep your chin up and head high cause nothing's forever Light up, light up Breathe deep and put it in the sky Inhale, exhale, fucking right I love it I got without chicken Mc Nuggets Used to buy bags, now I bring it back in buckets The fuck is this a seed? My nigga, you must be bucking I don't smoke less than OG Kush bitch Y'all boys smoking on that bull shit Probably ain't even coughing off none of that If I was you, I wouldn't even much none of that Can't even smell it when it's burning, that's that lil boy shit I'm a grown man, I don't smoke with lil boys bitch Super Sour Mix with that cookie, since day 1 I've never been a rookie Plain RAW papers, or RAW paper cones If I add a styrofoam cup I ain't gon' make it home I'm just saying I'm so gone I don't even know where I'm suppose to be at How the fuck we suppose to be soberwhen Mary Jane everywhere we at Light up, light up Strike a match and watch the flames burn bright Light up, light up Breathe deep and let it clear your mind When you start feeling down, light one up, pass it 'round Keep your chin up and head high cause nothing's forever Light up, light up Breathe deep and put it in the sky Cookie smoke in the air, there's police everywhere Yeah I smoke where I want, now I don't really care Will I share? I don't know If I'm down? I'm in town for a week Let's go half on that pound, yeah I only want that loud Yo, we don't make a sound that ain't good No swishas, no woods, bong hits if we could Roll another, think we should You can smell it through the bag Made a killin' off the wax, Wanna take another dab Light up, light up Strike a match and watch the flames burn bright Light up, light up Breathe deep and let it clear your mind When you start feeling down, light one up, pass it 'round Keep your chin up and head high cause nothing's forever Light up, light up Breathe deep and put it in the sky
Writer(s): Per Kristian Ottestad, Ethan Philip Lowery, Nathan Perez, Joseph Wayne Mcvey, Ronald Ray Bryant, Cody Wilbur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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