West Side
West Side
West Side
I’m sending smoke signals
And I’m sure that you can see them
West Coast is the chief for me, girl
Lets smoke, we’ll be hanging out
Up in the clouds,
There’s no way that we can come down
Go, come chief with me, girl
Sex drove, and we know how to roll
(You take me high)
Ball, we gon’ have a ball
(You take me high)
Ball, we gon’ have a ball
Ridin’ around with the top down
With a fine dime
And she told me to roll up
Hey
She like ‘yo, let’s go
Let the games begin
What’s the hold up?’
Hey
I say girl, slow down
When the sun go down
We can go up
Hey
And I put that on mom
When I light up the spaam
Better blow up
Hey
And I feist informally
Most importantly,
I think that we should have a toast
According to you
Cause who we do?
The number one cuttie everytime
You roll a doobie
And look, I’m feeling the feather
You’re wearing your hair right
You said you was single
Why won’t you make it a pair?
Call your home girl TT
The one with the GG’s
Just set up a TP
For week three
I’m sending smoke signals
And I’m sure that you can see them
West Coast is the chief for me, girl
Lets smoke, we’ll be hanging out
Up in the clouds,
There’s no way that we can come down
Go, come chief with me, girl
Sex drove, and we know how to roll
(You take me high)
Ball, we gon’ have a ball
(You take me high)
Ball, we gon’ have a ball
Chilling out in the back house
With a couple girls, wound up
With the homies,
Hey
Do it, baby, break it down
For yo boy
I can tell that she want me
Hey
She would brag ’bout the blast
That she roll
So I told her to show me
Hey
So I’m already goin’ in the moment
I’m about to get the chowney(?)
Hey
The chick with the J on her lips
Got a bong, proceeded into taking a whip
Blew an O, just to let her know
That she’s willing to roll
Baby, come home, whe can take a dip
Chess, be chess, you chess me
We can go wherever you want
Baby, please don’t rush me
Nine times out a ten, baby,
You got a ten
If you down to put it in,
We can put it in
I’m sending smoke signals
And I’m sure that you can see them
West Coast is the chief for me, girl
Lets smoke, we’ll be hanging out
Up in the clouds,
There’s no way that we can come down
Go, come chief with me, girl
Sex drove, and we know how to roll
(You take me high)
Ball, we gon’ have a ball
(You take me high)
Ball, we gon’ have a ball
Break it down,
Break it down,
Break it down, down, down
Hey
Break it down,
Break it down,
Break it down, down, down
And let me see ya
Hey
Twist it good,
Twist it good,
Twist it good, now, girl
Hey
Twist it good,
Twist it good,
Twist it good, now, girl
And now you got me
Hey
Going up, up, up
Yeah, girl, you got me burning up
Up, up, up
Yeah, we touching the sky
I’m sending smoke signals
And I’m sure that you can see them
West Coast is the chief for me, girl
Lets smoke, we’ll be hanging out
Up in the clouds,
There’s no way that we can come down
Go, come chief with me, girl
Sex drove, and we know how to roll
(You take me high)
Ball, we gon’ have a ball
(You take me high)
Ball, we gon’ have a ball
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