Dancing (feat. DJ Bake) - DJ Dinero

Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake I'm laughing at 'em Just tryina roll Can't roll a spliff for life Truth be told I say good morning to you Wassup? There's coffee in the kitchen, pour me a cup Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Stuff to drank with my shoe lace I'm on the ground straight making cake I smoke some to get mama straight A good look I can't forget your face Really when she coming through my place Send a text and said I'm on my way Getting laid I think that you should stay Two sugars and I wake & bake But this time it's the very next day From my window you could see the whole bay They can't do it like me no way Three's up for that ace be pating And it's rich city nigga not v8 Where we need our money on time not late And we on the ground like everyday So it's two sugars and I wake & bake That's what helps to relax my mind Everything in slow motion, happening in due time You not about the light man you lying Rastafa right my mind is on Zion I be so high fresh cloudses I'm climbing 30 000 feet yeah that's my climate Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Smoke 2 joints to the face, I love the way it taste Man I'm on, I blow og, lemon tree The joy's on me, man it's too damn strong Look I don't really share And I don't really care For smell like weed when I put it in the air I'm a Californian bear, west coast cure Fresh west joint, got me stuck on the chair My stash look mean, my glass so clean Roll big joints while ash on lean Yeah me and sookie stoned and laugh And the S classe benz on hash Plant the seed let the weed grow Hit the crowd burn an ounce up I'm on diesel, I'm in NY Boy I been high, in the club, 24 prerolls Oh my don't blow my high Me and Cali both know why That got herb why need to be free So vote legal in 216 Wake up, take a hit like me Two sugars and a black coffee Yeah, I get stoned in the AM Fuck the club, roll up and stay in Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake Two sugars and I wake & bake

Mistercap You ready again bro? Yeah! TGOD Mafia Straight out of Pittsburgh, mane Can't smoke weed to it Don't doubt this nigga I don't wanna listen to it He the truth, nigga At my bake sale yeah We can't wait to bake, hell yeah Laughin' off this drank, hell yeah Lovin having sex, hell yeah All day, hell yeah We've been countin' cake, hell yeah Puffin' on this dank, hell yeah We can't wait to bake, hell yeah I've been on the phone, hell yeah Gettin' calls from home, hell yeah So I started up a bake sale, yeah They know I got all the cake, hell yeah Cookies and OG Come to my crib, we blow by the Os Kush, you already know It ain't in a joint, we don't even smoke it I keep a bitch gettin' stoned We wakin' and bakin', puffin' a J She told me that I'm her new favorite How much do we blaze? A hundred a day Say they got the good but what the pack smell like? Feel like it's a dream but now we back to real life It's incredible I got flowers, wax, inhalers, edibles All shit you never saw And it's all at my bake sale Roll another one, help me think well I stay with the plane I'm slangin' them thangs, you know we ain't new to this Let's turn on the stove and call up some hoes Let's roll up and do this shit At my bake sale yeah We can't wait to bake, hell yeah Laughin' off this drank, hell yeah Lovin', havin' sex, hell yeah All day, hell yeah We've been countin' cake, hell yeah Puffin' on this dank, hell yeah We can't wait to bake, hell yeah I just rolled a pound at my bake sale Bitches goin' down at my bake sale I just keep it real, I don't fake well Niggas say they on, well I can't tell I just fucked three hoes, I don't know their name Pussy come and pussy go, it's all the same I'm rollin' up the weed while I count the cake Naked bitches in the kitchen, shake 'n' bake What you think? I'm on this dank, I'm off that drank I often blaze an ounce a day You at my crib, it's no mistake Rollin' papers, rollin' trays, shattered pieces Glasses, lighters, torches, fuck it, anything that matters You can get it all right here at my At my bake sale yeah We can't wait to bake, hell yeah Laughin' off this drank, hell yeah Lovin', havin' sex, hell yeah All day, hell yeah We've been countin' cake, hell yeah Puffin' on this dank, hell yeah We can't wait to bake, hell yeah Roll, roll one up Got a J, make a plane, now we goin' up All day, every day, we ain't roll enough Get a pound, break it down, get them cones though It's goin' down, goin' down I'ma roll one up Get a J, make a plane, now we goin' up All day, every day, we ain't smoke enough I'm on the K, K, stoned as fuck At my bake sale yeah