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Two Joint Jimmy - mangia Lyrics



Two Joint Jimmy - mangia Lyrics




Manja means that I'm eating
Nona right here in the kitchen and cooking that heat
This is that cosa nostra
Fifth street taking over
Smoking dro down in mexico
With primos on rooftops and dripping like juice box
Smells like weed in the garden of Eden
Smoking tree right in front of demons
Whipping that rolla on 99
These be the reasons I grind
No one can tell me how to shine
My own name means light
I am a beacon a reason they dream and believe in they self
Label me odd for the cost to make it now I got sauce like consume
Thought process gon consummate
Yhrough trial and error not one of the greats but I'm gon get better
Roronoa zoro
I be rolling
In my yota
Getting baked like a Nona

Wake up with a bad bitch no sheets
I been on my brad Pitt Jo lie
Spinning like a Madlib cd
Took a shower cold for a freeze
Watch the smoke mix with the steam
Look in the mirror just breath
Drive round the city got othing in my gas tank
Blunt smoke at the end of an exhale as a band aid
Clock in to work cause I'm hand made
Don't die
Watching movies faded
Re wind
F*ck it I'll just see you In the next lift
Getting high is my high lite
Picked out roaches out of roaches
We smoked
I see hocus pocus
Don't choke
My homie got the boot legs
No joke
My baby got the hood head
All throat
Fall asleep to the money counter countin all my dreams
Ima wake up with an empty stomach countin calories
Went over to Abby's
We Kicked it
Faking a smiles no braces
Another Tuesday to loose
To faces
Watching Cuszos new groove
Too faded
All I ever been
To faded
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Manja means that I'm eating
Nona right here in the kitchen and cooking that heat
This is that cosa nostra
Fifth street taking over
Smoking dro down in mexico
With primos on rooftops and dripping like juice box
Smells like weed in the garden of Eden
Smoking tree right in front of demons
Whipping that rolla on 99
These be the reasons I grind
No one can tell me how to shine
My own name means light
I am a beacon a reason they dream and believe in they self
Label me odd for the cost to make it now I got sauce like consume
Thought process gon consummate
Yhrough trial and error not one of the greats but I'm gon get better
Roronoa zoro
I be rolling
In my yota
Getting baked like a Nona

Wake up with a bad bitch no sheets
I been on my brad Pitt Jo lie
Spinning like a Madlib cd
Took a shower cold for a freeze
Watch the smoke mix with the steam
Look in the mirror just breath
Drive round the city got othing in my gas tank
Blunt smoke at the end of an exhale as a band aid
Clock in to work cause I'm hand made
Don't die
Watching movies faded
Re wind
F*ck it I'll just see you In the next lift
Getting high is my high lite
Picked out roaches out of roaches
We smoked
I see hocus pocus
Don't choke
My homie got the boot legs
No joke
My baby got the hood head
All throat
Fall asleep to the money counter countin all my dreams
Ima wake up with an empty stomach countin calories
Went over to Abby's
We Kicked it
Faking a smiles no braces
Another Tuesday to loose
To faces
Watching Cuszos new groove
Too faded
All I ever been
To faded
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Writer: Jose Velasco, Logan Johnson, Luciano Hinojosa
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