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    Wassup, wassup y'all
    LD a.k.a young Dick
    Had to make a track about smoking weed, man
    Every rapper got a track about smoking weed, so I didn't really have a choice
    But, I guess I made mine a little bit different is all
    It's like, it's like, it's like

    Blowin' somethin' sticky, word to pre-cum dicks
    I'm with my team in this bitch and we all getting lit
    I mean the weed hella loud, like a teenage chick
    And we been smokin' for a minute, yeah, we blowin' on that ganja
    And now I'm huffin' and puffin', I'm chokin' on that bong
    And the dope I'm on is bomb, I'm smokin' that Vietcong
    Getting real high, watchin' funny videos of Bill Nye
    Tell me that this jam isn't still fly

    Bill Nye theme song playing in the background
    Ayo, check this out, hahahaha
    Oh, my God, I forgot all about this shit
    This shit is fucking crazy, hahahaha
    Holy shit
    Wow, I'm like, uncomfortably high

    Now I'm getting hungrier than a motherfucker
    Put some chicken nuggets in the oven at 400
    Where'd I put that honey mustard?
    Lookin' all around the cupboard for that motherfucker
    Until I discovered a custard, I covered with butter from last week
    How long do them thangs keep?
    Guess I better ask Jeeves
    Go get my computer, but I'm starin' at the damn screen (wow)
    Damn D, you forgettin' what your task be
    The puff-puff pass gotcha gassed, now your man is fucked

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    And I was tryna get a little buzz, so I took a little puff, but I think I'm way too high
    And I ain't wanna come off like a bitch, so I took another hit, but I think my brains too fried
    And, yeah, I'm fuckin' faded, but I hate it
    I'm prayin' that I make it, afraid I'm goin' to die
    I'm too blazed, it's too late
    To save Dicky from this fuckin' place, 'cause he too high

    Now I'm freakin' out up in this bitch
    Can't control it and my homies passin' round another spliff
    So I bolted to the BR, consulted with the mirror
    Lil Dicky please step up, you pathetic
    Cause the weed in you beating you
    Then all a sudden I'm on the toilet beatin' my penis blue
    But I ain't cummin' because as I'm imaginin' fuckin' somethin'
    That pretty girl I'm humpin'
    Becoming my fuckin' cousin, or mother or brother
    Or some other fucking disgusting person
    My brain is bein' strange, 'cause I'm high as a plane
    I ain't deranged, I'm just sayin' it's a violent strain
    So I go back to the back where they packing up cigars
    Dippin' snacks, kickin' back, starin' at some Avatars
    Then I flipped, took a decade and a half to make that shit
    Yet they couldn't put a second and a half up in that script
    How the fuck a human being wanna fuck a blueish green 7' 3' tail-havin'-ass thing?
    Man, I'm high as fuck

    And I was tryna get a little buzz, so I took a little puff, but I think I'm way too high
    And I ain't wanna come off like a bitch, so I took another hit, but I think my brains too fried
    And, yeah, I'm fuckin' faded, but I hate it
    I'm prayin' that I make it, afraid I'm goin' to die
    I'm too blazed, it's too late
    To save Dicky from this fuckin' place, cause he too high

    Rock hard cock, 'cause I'm watchin' Katy Perry
    And in her video the whole world's made of candy (wow)
    Damn, I ain't even got no candy
    So now I'm at the fucking C store where your man be torn than a motherfucker
    Peanut M&M's or a Twix? Can't commit, so I count the benefits on my hands
    Goddamn, now I'm weary of the man, yeah the cashier, “Homeland”, Nazir!
    S-S-S-So damn tweaked
    I can't even cross the motherfuckin' street
    Gotta wait until that motherfuckin' green
    Now I'm back up at the crib, and I'm laughin' at giraffes long necks
    Gotta shit, but the path to the bathroom is complex
    Crafted a long text, took about an hour
    Took a scary shower, now I'm sittin' naked on the ground
    Man, I'm fucked up
    I'm bout to call my mom up and tell her what's up
    This sucks, I'm high as fuck

    And I was tryna get a little buzz, so I took a little puff, but I think I'm way too high
    And I ain't wanna come off like a bitch, so I took another hit, but I think my brains too fried
    And, yeah, I'm fuckin' faded, but I hate it
    I'm prayin' that I make it, afraid I'm goin' to die
    I'm too blazed, it's too late
    To save Dicky from this fuckin' place, 'cause he too high

    Oh my God
    This shit is not fun, man
    I can't stop thinkin' 'bout weird ass shit
    Watching Lady Gaga
    I can't stop thinking about who the fuck Alejandro is
    Who the fuck is he?
    Jerking off, I came during the position change
    Like, in the porn, like when they was changing positions, I came
    Ain't nothing worse than that
    Nothing worse than that shit, everybody knows that
    Aye, but like, I've been thinking 'bout like
    When the Sun goes behind the clouds, what does it do?
    Like, does it smile?
    Like, what does it do, does it show it's dick?
    It's something to think about
    Like it's doing something, and we can't see it
    So like, what's it doin? I don't even know like, what it's doing
    Because, if it's showing it's dick, I'm tryna see that
    I bet the Sun got a big ass dick
    Alright, I gotta go to bed
    Fuck, I forgot about them chicken nuggets from the first verse
    They still in the oven, damn, probably burnt as shit by now
    I guess I gotta go get them, fire hazard
    Goodnight

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