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Dizzy Wright

Local Weed Man

 

Local Weed Man

(album: SmokeOut Conversations - 2012)


[Intro]

[Verse 1: Dizzy Wright]
Everything ain't what it seem to be
But when I'm on the scenery, I gotta keep the greenery
I'm high as hell so I might as well
Sale this little eight cause' I'm searching for some clientele
But I been scoping this bitch
She like to high, so we end up smoking this shit
Know I'm a hit some shit
We got it crackin in the house, Bust a nut
Now I'm flipping cup, Pack each other loud
Probably moving in your direction
I ain't a show off this handgun for protection
Lessons I learned, Be clear don't be guessing
Get guide and have to deal with the L in your section
We grow weed over here, nigga
Educated tattoo sleeves over here, nigga
Lookin for it cause I travel a lot
Pick it up at "Jack In The Box"
Nigga is you matching or not?

[Hook: Dizzy Wright]
I'm lookin for the local weed man
Can somebody please tell me where he stay
I ain't smoked all fucking day
I got 50 on a muhfuckin eight
And I be straight
I ain't tryna cause no drama
I'm just happy that a nigga got paid
You ain't gotta say names
Coulda brought my own, couldn't get it on the plane
All a nigga sayin, is where the local weed man?

[Verse 2: Dizzy Wright]
I'm just lookin for the good
No stress, see the purple or the kush,
Bitch boys always lying bout' they weed,
Pussy dry man that shit ain't even carrot
Pass it baby, get out your clothes
Let's get high, girl I live in the smoke
I ain't fucking around, Turn it around,
Get to touching the ground, and I'm a score,
By touching it down.
I'm a man of my word
Had the weed and I'm a handle the curves
I need the herb before putting in work
Then I finally land
Got little momma buying me grams
Telling myself it's all part of the plan
Stay on my shit
Hit a joint, then I hit a chick
Hit the stage and she hit a lick
That's thug love
Kush talks in the middle of the night
Need a local weed man on site.

[Hook: Dizzy Wright]
I'm lookin for the local weed man
Can somebody please tell me where he stay
I ain't smoked all fucking day
I got 50 on a muhfuckin eight
And I be straight
I ain't tryna cause no drama
I'm just happy that a nigga got paid
You ain't gotta say names
Coulda brought my own, couldn't get it on the plane
All a nigga sayin, is where the local weed man?

[Outro]

done

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