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La Música de Harry Fraud

Oh, I'm getting mine how I'm supposed to be
You ain't a day one so you ain't getting close to me, no
You see that everything frozen, bank account foreign
Everybody good 'cause I've been going in
I'm smoking paper planes posted
In a brand new country but I'm leaving in the morning
And the pack just flown in
If you don't inhale you ain't really getting stoned then
See I can roll, but I put it in a cone
Big long, put it in a bong
Used to smoke one, now it take three to get me in the zone
Take joints to the dome
And you should be there on the road with me
I got a pound of KK that is grown for me
Everywhere I go I'm smoking weed
Ain't just me, that's for everyone that rolls with me

Don't know what they want from me
No, I don't really know what they want from me
Don't know what they want from me
No, I don't really know what they want from me
I'ma party 'til I can't no more
Wake up in the morning, get stoned
Don't know what they want from me
No, I don't really know what they want from me

Now my team on top
They be waiting for us to but I promise that we ain't gon' stop
We got the game on lock
Walking to the plane we smelling like a pound of that Mary Jane
Learned the rules to the game
Now we make our own, now we getting dome
Now we getting good
Start a [?], now we getting grown
Top floor but we got it out the mud though
I remember we couldn't get in the club
Now they run up to us and show us nothing but love
Lost some niggas, a few of them we don't trust
But this the papers too so roll two of 'em up
And we gon' work hard, we gon' stack ours
We gon' grind for it everyday and never slack off
And we gon' be the ones they ask for
When it's all said and done, it'll be the gang moving past y'all

Don't know what they want from me
No, I don't really know what they want from me
Don't know what they want from me
No, I don't really know what they want from me
I'ma party 'til I can't no more
Wake up in the morning, get stoned
Don't know what they want from me
No, I don't really know what they want from me
Don't know what they want from me
No, I don't really know what they want from me
Don't know what they want from me
No, I don't really know what they want from me
I'ma party 'til I can't no more
Wake up in the morning, get stoned
Don't know what they want from me
No, I don't really know what they want from me

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