paroles de chanson OG Kush Diet - 2 Chainz
Sunbathing
with
a
Rollie
on,
tan
all
on
my
tattoos
All
my
16s
cashews,
V12
when
I
pass
you
Reminiscing
about
the
Motorollas
Weed
stronger
than
a
Coca-Cola
Wait
up,
bitch,
hold
up,
hold
up
You
ain′t
there
to
hold
the
pole
up
OG
kush
diet,
OG
kush
diet
OG
kush
diet,
OG
kush
diet
My
partna
just
died,
my
partna
just
died
Nothin'
else
to
do
but
get
high,
fuck
I′m
'bout
to
pour
out
some
liquor
I'm
′bout
to
pour
out
some
lean
I
got
blue
cheese
in
my
jeans
I
bought
my
queen
Celine
I
got
my
team
Supreme
It
ain′t
no
in
between
You
either
in
or
you
out,
I
took
a
different
route
I
had
to
figure
it
out,
I
went
to
picking
them
out,
you,
you
Fuck
what
you
thinking,
fuck
what
you
thinking
Come
to
the
bank,
come
through
like
Brinks
I
might
take
a
can
of
paint
and
go
paint
the
white
house
I
might
take
a
can
of
paint
and
go
paint
the
white
house
Presidential
prolly
tickled,
laughing
'bout
who
popped
the
pistol
That′s
the
issue,
just
got
a
rental,
just
for
instrumentals
I'ma
keep
the
bitch
′til
December
And
park
it
on
Broadway,
away
from
the
hallway
Away
from
the
'partments,
away
from
the
arcades
We
don′t
play
games
with
them
boys
We
bring
the
pain
to
them
boys
I
caught
a
plane
with
them
boys
I
taught
the
game
to
them
boys
I
am
ashamed
of
them
boys
Blame
it
on
fame,
blame
it
on
whatever
you
wanna
blame
I'm
smart
and
insane,
imagine
a
genius
that
don't
have
a
brain
That
live
off
of
resources,
that
learned
off
of
geek
sources
I
do
play
with
3 persons,
I
got
it
from
researching
I′m
fresher
than
detergent,
I′m
fresher
than
each
person
I
walk
out
and
eat
Church's,
gig
without
rehearsing
Watch
how
I
resurface,
watch
how
I
rework
it,
gas
Im
fresher
than
detergent,
I′m
fresher
than
each
person
I
walk
out
and
eat
churches,
gig
without
rehearsing
Watch
how
I
resurface,
watch
how
i
rework
it,
Gas
OG
kush
diet,
OG
kush
diet
OG
kush
diet,
OG
kush
diet
My
partna
just
died,
my
partna
just
died
Nothin'
else
to
do
but
get
high,
fuck
Fuck
what
you
thinking,
fuck
what
you
thinking
Come
to
the
bank,
come
through
like
Brinks
I
might
take
a
can
of
paint
and
go
paint
the
white
house
I
might
take
a
can
of
paint
and
go
paint
the
white
house
Yeah,
your
favorite
rapper′s
got
no
talent
Homeboy
got
coke
habits
Used
to
drive
a
Porsche
'til
I
found
out
it
was
made
by
Volkswagen
This
here
is
a
toe
tag
′em,
Tity
Boi
gon'
and
toe
tag
'em
Go
ahead,
hook
they
ass
up
to
the
tow
truck
Let
them
know
this
a
throat
slashing
Your
baby
mama
got
no
passion
Her
best
friend
act
old
fashioned
Tell
her
take
them
panties
off
when
she
walk
around
my
boat
laughing
I′m
V.I.P.
at
the
yacht
club,
nigga
you
look
like
you
not
loved
Stars
in
my
double
R
so
clean
I
drive
in
white
gloves
Sea
bass
with
the
white
sauce,
hopped
out,
get
wiped
off
Presence
been
felt
everywhere
Except
let
me
see,
yeah
the
White
House
Space
age
like
8 ball,
MJG,
Nate
Dogg
Sippin′
quavo,
ridin'
offsets,
guess
I′m
'bout
to
take
off
OG
kush
diet,
OG
kush
diet
OG
kush
diet,
OG
kush
diet
My
partna
just
died,
my
partna
just
died
Nothin′
else
to
do
but
get
high,
fuck
Fuck
what
you
thinking,
fuck
what
you
thinking
Come
to
the
bank,
come
through
like
Brinks
I
might
take
a
can
of
paint
and
go
paint
the
white
house
I
might
take
a
can
of
paint
and
go
paint
the
white
house
1 Saturday Night
2 Riverdale Rd
3 Good Drank
4 4 AM
5 Door Swangin
6 Realize
7 Poor Fool
8 Big Amount
9 It's A Vibe
10 Rolls Royce Bitch
11 Sleep When U Die
12 Trap Check
13 Blue Cheese
14 OG Kush Diet
15 Bailan
16 Burglar Bars
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