• Title:Young, Wild & Free
  • Artist:Snoop Dogg & Wiz Khalifa (feat. Bruno Mars)
  • Album:Young, Wild & Free (feat. Bruno Mars) - Single
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    So what we get drunk?
    So what we smoke weed?
    We're just having fun
    We don't care who sees
    So what we go out?
    That's how its supposed to be
    Living young and wild and free
    So what I keep 'em rolled up?
    Saggin' my pants, not caring what I show
    Keep it real with my niggas

    Keep it player for these hoes
    And look clean don't it?
    Washed it the other day, watch how you lean on it
    Give me some 501 jeans on it
    Roll joints bigger than King Kong's fingers
    And smoke them hoes down 'til they stingers
    You a class clown and if I skip for the day
    I'm with your bitch smokin' grade A
    [Snoop Dogg]
    You know what?
    It's like I'm 17 again
    Peach fuzz on my face
    Lookin', on the case
    Tryna find a hella taste
    Oh my god, I'm on the chase, Chevy
    It's gettin' kinda heavy, relevant, sellin' it
    Dippin' away, time keeps slippin' away
    Zip in the safe, flippin' for pay
    Tippin' like I'm drippin' in paint
    Up front, four blunts, like, "Khalifa put the weed in a J"
    [Wiz Khalifa]
    And I don't even care
    Cause if me and my team in there
    There's gonna be some weed in the air
    Tell 'em Mac
    Blowin' everywhere we goin' and now you knowin'
    When I step right up, get my lighter so I can light up
    That's how it should be done
    Soon as you thinkin' you're down
    Find how to turn things around
    Now things are lookin' up
    From the ground up, pound up, this Taylor Gang
    So turn my sound up and mount up and do my thang
    Now I'm chillin', fresh outta class, feelin'
    Like I'm on my own and I could probably own a building
    Got my own car, no job, no children
    Had a science project, me and Mac killed it
    T-H-C, M-A-C, D-E-V, H-D-3, high as me
    This is us, we gon' fuss
    And we gon' fight and we gon' roll
    And live off life
    [Bruno Mars]
    Yea, roll one, smoke one
    When you live like this you're supposed to party
    Roll one, smoke one, and we all just having fun
    So we just, roll one, smoke one