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Bob - U Already Know Ft Young Cash Lyrics

U Already Know
Pass that blunt, pass that drough
Roll it up and homie you already know
I think, I think I'm high
I think, I think I'm high
Pass that Jag, with that coke
Drink it up and homie you already know
I don't think I can't drive
I don't think I can't drive
Yeah I'm in that back seat smokin'
And hell no, I can't see, I ain't focus
And I'm all in my vibe, don't f*** up my zone
I don't think I can drive and I wanna go home
You'll be lookin' at a player, baby girl come here
The time when they close all the doors gettin' near
Focus over there cause the drough's over here
You know how we gon' be do it, So much goes, so you know we don't care
So f*** it if the broke ni*** throw it in the air
These hoes gettin' gone on [?] everywhere
I ain't gotta dip, she'll give me Yeah, you know that's all gangsta
MGs and crankin' them bangers
Young Cash, break up I finna get a [?], homie I be right back
Pass that blunt, pass that drough
Roll it up and homie you already know
I think, I think I'm high
I think, I think I'm high
Pass that Jag, with that coke
Drink it up and homie you already know
I don't think I can't drive
I don't think I can't drive
Purple kush, I love that taste
Hold up dawg, can't feel my face
Y'all be talkin' real slow like For an hour, I been stuck right here in the same place
I'm so gone, high off that drough
So high, I can grab God by the toe
But thank God that I get for the low
I'm addicted to the good, you Give me a bottle and a motherfuckin' cup, dawg
Hennessey straight, our pants fuc*** up dawg
Another shot of Patron, then it's on
Somebody gotta finna get it at my home
I'm fuc*** up, f*** Tight, like the rubber wrapped around my We party all night, f*** going home
And if you ain't f*** nothin', better f*** with
Pass that blunt, pass that drough
Roll it up and homie you already know
I think, I think I'm high
I think, I think I'm high
Pass that Jag, with that coke
Drink it up and homie you already know
I don't think I can't drive
I don't think I can't drive
My folk wanna roll some drough
But oh no, I don't wanna smoke no more because
I think, I think I'm high
I think, I think I'm high
She wanna go home with me
But oh no, I don't think I'm gonna leave because
I don't think I can't drive
I don't think I can't drive
Pass that blunt, pass that drough
Roll it up and homie you already know
I think, I think I'm high
I think, I think I'm high
Pass that Jag, with that coke
Drink it up and homie you already know
I don't think I can't drive
I don't think I can't drive
Pass that blunt, pass that drough
Roll it up and homie you already know
I think, I think I'm high
I think, I think I'm high
Pass that Jag, with that coke
Drink it up and homie you already know
I don't think I can't drive
I don't think I can't drive