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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeGanja Burn
Ayo, as the world turns, the blunt burns(Who you gettin' at, Nicki?)Watch them cunts learnFashion icon, Audrey HepburnI move keys, but you hoes get one turnYeah, you get one turn, and one urnI straighten all these bitches out with one permWho ever gassed 'em ain't none of my concernBut, see, the Lord showed me dreams to confirmThey done went to witch doctors to bury the BarbieBut I double back, kill bitches, bury the bodyAnd that go for anybody, you'll be thoroughly sorryI could wage war or I come in peace like GandhiAll my powers back now I'm scary to zombiesBring the heat to a sizzle, I ain't talking KalonjiI done fasted and prayed, had to cleanse my bodyAbstaining from sex, had to zen my bodyI ain't giving, so don't ask, I don't lend my bodyGotta be king status to give a man my body(He gotta be king status to get in ya body?)Fuck, yeah, cause a Queen is what I embody, uhGanja burn, ganja burn, ganja burnGanja burn, ganja burn, ganja burnEverytime I get high, I just think about youEverytime I get high, I just think about youEverytime I get high, I just think about youEverytime I get high, I just think about youGanja burn, ganja burn, ganja burnGanja burn, ganja burn, ganja burnYo, you can't wear Nicki wig and then be NickiThat's like a fat nigga thinkin' he can be BiggieOne rough ride, now you DMX and SwissyOne hot video, you hyped? Now you just giddyYou made one dope beat, now you Kanye?You got a nigga named JAY, now you 'Yoncé?You got about three stacks, now you André?You put a part in your fade, oh, you Nas, bae?You gotta have real skill, gotta work for thatIf it's really your passion would you give the world for that?Unlike a lot of these hoes whether wack or litAt least I can say I wrote every rap I spitPut my blood, sweat and tears in perfecting my craftStill every team's number one pick in the draftYou could bring anybody, weatherman, pick a dayKobe, KD, Kyrie! Pick a KGanja burn, ganja burn, ganja burn (MM)Ganja burn, ganja burn, ganja burnEverytime I get high, I just think about youEverytime I get high, I just think about youEverytime I get high, I just think about youEverytime I get high, I just think about youGanja burn, ganja burn, ganja burnGanja burn, ganja burn, ganja burnSee ya, see youSee ya, see youTo my surprise I saw you in my eyesThe nights I cried, repented under liesTo my, na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na (ooh)Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na (ooh)Ooh, burn, baby (na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
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