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  • Текст песни Marty Grimes - The Weekend

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    [Hook: Meta4]
    I'm blazing rolling down my block
    And my eyes so bloodshot
    Just me and my girl getting high
    Baked in the sun as time ride by
    We ain't tripping on nothing tonight
    Just glad we got each others side
    So it's gone be me and her
    And we gone take a flight for the weekend

    [Verse 1: Marty Grimes]
    Marty
    Yea, I just don't get it
    See its something about this girl
    The way she rolls up another joint it takes me to another world
    She gets me so exited and the tree it stays ignited
    Once we light it we go flying, I let her be my pilot
    Yea, I feel like Wiz, cause she's my weed roller
    And I'm hardly ever sober, call me, the romantic stoner
    Rolling in my loner, hot-boxing the two of us
    Hop out reeking, eyes bleeding, so they knew its us
    We be through them blunts, and we been through them jays
    On the beach rolling cheech with my stoner babe
    The smoking up is just a daily routine
    She laugh at me when I get high cause I be trying to sing like

    [Hook]

    [Bridge: Meta4]
    Weekend, weekend
    We gone take a flight for the weekend
    Weekend, weekend
    We gone be heavily weeded

    [Verse 2: Marty Grimes]
    It's funny how I met her, she looked my way and pointed
    Then handed me a joint that had her name and number on it

    Yea I thought it was dope, so she had my attention
    And a hipster stoner chick is my personal preference
    Now perfect nights is Netflix and bong rips and
    Post high we in them covers for long trips when
    She roll by, we smoke and we do it all over again
    No lie she roll it tight with them brown eyes
    She keep me planted I never take her for granted
    We get blasted and watch the sun set from another planet
    Forever on a red eye flight, and if they call me into work instead I might
    Just tell them that

    [Hook + Bridge]

    [Verse 3: Meta4]
    I still think about days we met back then
    Hope this high and what we have will never end
    We smoked so many jays, live life and no regrets
    Just me and my girl, run until there's nothing left

    [Verse 4: Marty Grimes]
    I wake up, she pack a bowl and we toke up
    The first time I had a jay I swear I woke up
    And man I hate smoking alone, toking alone
    Patiently waiting until she comes home
    The thought of being without her had me tripping so I
    Hop in the whip and go get her and every time we get high
    I'm never tripping of that crazy shit
    That, "Who I seen you with
    You know what time it is? Baby where you been"
    No time for that though, rolling joints on my back door
    All up under the covers she fall asleep on my lap though
    We make it easy making up
    She said I got the most expensive number she gave up
    My lady love

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