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Da Roof [Lil' Flip] Well, I smoke and lean tryna get high on Cloud 9 tryna reach they sky we call it dro'ya'll call it lye all I need is a sweet to get me by I'm super fly like Missy drink Moette until I'm pissy I pulled up in a Bentley hoes asking who is it its F-L-I-P blowing that light green no sticks, no seeds $300 for an O-Z and you know me stay blowed puffing and passing you split it, dump it, lick it then stuff it wit hashing [Chorus] Da roof, da roof, da roof is on fire We don't need matches real smokers use lighters Da roof, da roof, da roof is on fire We don't need matches real smokers use lighters [Lil' Flip] Smoke all day thats what I do when I think about my nigga Screw I break bread with my crew I smoke green, purple, even blue I dont know about you but I love to smoke play Grand Theft and crack a joke or go to the club and snatch a hoe thats the way it go when ya ballin hoe we smoke dro'to get higher I got 20's on my tires, I got tensions in my wires cause Haddy's got that fire and when I retire I'm a still be smoking hay like (?whos ya conflict?)or mail man and Drey so if you wanna smoke something just holla at ya boy cause I got cotton candy, tarantula, and fat boy we can roll a sack boy and get so high but when its time to hit the club I need Visine for my eyes [Chorus] Da roof, da roof, da roof is on fire We don't need matches real smokers use lighters Da roof, da roof, da roof is on fire We don't need matches real smokers use lighters
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