Dj Paul - Twist It, Hit It, Light It lyrics

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Dj Paul - Twist It, Hit It, Light It lyrics

[Hook/Samples] 4x Grab me a swisher, cut it up and fill it with weed Twist it, hit it, light it Twist it, hit it, light it That's the, that's the [Verse 1: Gangsta Blac] Days (?) I'm chiefin' hay, I'm still feelin' good Dodgin' all you freak beasts, see me later Alligators up to no good Watch my head swell, watch me choke, I can't take this dope I'm blinder than a motherf**er Can't see through this cloudy smoke Paul and Crunchy Black brought a s-izz-ack Got they half a (?) Lil Fly in a daze, Skinny, Scarecrow got some Mary J Feelin' kinda nice, cigarette spice twice as nice as ice I'm high as a eagle with no wings, full of ghetto hype Lil Buck-ah, I'm so stuck-ah What the f**-ah you put in this blunt? Porterville all of ... some (?) skunk Chillin' in my Chronic zone, I'm blink to the f**in' bone Sack after sack plus a Yac, now it's on John Kick back like a mack, that's a fact, take a chill pill Not no baby face but you know Gangsta got some dick-appeal Twist it, hit it, light it; that's the way that sh**'s supposed to go Inhale real quick, now hold it, watch my n***a Skinny flow [Hook/Samples] 4x Grab me a swisher, cut it up and fill it with weed Twist it, hit it, light it Twist it, hit it, light it That's the, that's the [Verse 2: Kingpin Skinny Pimp] Smokin' dope, coughin' smoke with my n***a Gangsta Blac Lil Gin got another sack (Lil Buck roll up somethin' fat!) As we chief, sleep - woke, flamin' ... 5.0 Similar to the gun through my nose So high, H-A-Y, slice the blunt, light green sh** White boy Ricky keep that sh** So we choked up every night and day Liquor store bound for the bumpin' face Ran a room full of G's Gettin' real high and take they cheese That'll work, I'm on (?) saturn while they down in earth Smokin' babbage just like smokin' horse sh** my nig (We rollin' the swisher sweet ... my dick And you n***as guaranteed to get high off that sh**!) Blow a junt, let's get drunk, cause we crunk off that skunk Funk, blunt, head rush (whatever y'all do, don't flirt on my crush) (Get buck, get buck, get buck) At the club we makin' hoes scream while them n***as shout First we get high (?) mane, then we turn that b**h out Bumpin' face got me fallin' on my face, playa When it enter my body, don't stop, I'm thinner [Hook/Samples] 4x Grab me a swisher, cut it up and fill it with weed Twist it, hit it, light it Twist it, hit it, light it That's the, that's the