Lightweight Jammin' - feat. Clyde Carson & Husalah

I was goin thru some east the otha day i ran across this/

I said to myself this jammin i couldnt resist/

My folks was like this? who produced this/

My potna? off of a beer and a spliff/

[Jammin]this beat ull make ya lungs collapse/

Whatever he was smokin man i want some of dat/

Whatever we be tottin man a le ass flat/

Its aint where u from its how u come and where u be at/

Where u be at yeah where i be at missouri atlanta kansas city portland sea tap/

Kentucky nevada dallas tex detroit n da map/

Arizona san diego fresno LA n sac/

[Jammin]i put vallejo on the map rubberband about to break cant hardly fit on my stacks my bankroll out of shape gotta lose some wait its too fat/

How much money u make i can neva be exact BIAATCH!

THATS LIGHTWEIGHT JAMMIN,

Clyde Carson]

Halfway that almost slap it kinda knock that might just clap feel good brand new? bitches catchin feelings like will.i.am tonights gonna be a goodnight soon as i pull up yo bitch is goodbye partyin n jack j.j. gooodtimes/

Burn every ball clyde just cook rhymes took time/

But then she came this go this go thats all she said mayonnaise mustard all she spread/

Freddy bein 2? and my 15s playin/

[Jammin] gettin it diggin it dog easy to jammin when she wettin the wall she get to jammin n u likely to fall hood go hand when its water and carl

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Husalah

Everytime she see the 73 she wanna get wit a leather bee inside i dont listen stop goin money what the fuck is u tellin me oh shit husalah husalah dippin on 6s shittin on midgets slap tremendo knock ridiculous chicken shit and broke bitches wish n by?

Yolkin 4 barrels open hella sideways have the whole club chokin this shit go so damn maney people catch the holy ghost like grandma n auntie husulah husalah he a damn boy aint he fake suckas hate me they girl wanna take me i come through wit the ganstas n the hustlas 8 rulers in my trunk thats 12 for u suckas bled

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