Snoop Dogg & Wiz Khalifa – You Can Put It In a Zag, I'mma Put It In a Blunt Lyrics

Snoop Dogg & Wiz Khalifa – You Can Put It In a Zag, I'mma Put It In a Blunt Lyrics
You Can Put It In a Zag, I'mma Put It In a Blunt
Snoop Dogg & Wiz Khalifa
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    "You Can Put It In a Zag, I'mma Put It In a Blunt." - Snoop Dogg & Wiz Khalifa

    Album: Mac and Devin Go to High School (Music from and Inspired By the Movie) [Deluxe Version]
    Track No: 03
    Yo Devin, what up guy
    It's the big Mack, yeah
    I got this new shit right here man
    You might wanna hit this
    You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt
    You can sit in the back, I'ma sit in the front
    No stunt, no punk, it really don't matter
    'Cause I got what they want
    You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt
    You can sit in the back, I'ma sit in the front
    No stunt, no punk, it really don't matter
    'Cause I got what they want
    They say all day we play n' blow
    See this is the only thing we know
    I blow kush again, on the push again
    With a bad lil' cute lil' Mexican
    Uh, zigzag how I roll mine
    You can tell I be a G how I hold mine
    I ain't into loanin' shit, I'ma own mine
    Bitch fuck with me, stumble on a gold mine
    Break bread or fake dead, punk bitch this is real life
    Executive branch, what it feel like?
    Catch me if you can I'm your local kush man
    Sittin' in the stairs with a hundred grams in my pants
    And I blow so much smoke
    Pure OG hit it once might choke
    See I'ma go kick it wit' a bitch I can poke
    And you can ride too, high school take a toke
    You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt
    You can sit in the back, I'ma sit in the front
    No stunt, no punk, it really don't matter
    'Cause I got what they want
    You can put it in a zag, I'ma put it in a blunt
    You can sit in the back, I'ma sit in the front
    No stunt, no punk, it really don't matter
    'Cause I got what they want
    No stems, no seeds
    Mac gave me all the class that a **** need
    Just taught my old bitch how to roll weed
    And the **** ridin' wit me gettin' high with me
    Squares a reverend to my young **** Devin
    Got to hangin' out wit Mac and now we twenty-four seven
    On the go smokin' dro, deep on the west side
    Bangin' where it's hood at
    Yep, you gotta love that
    Yep, I love that
    **** used to offer but I wouldn't
    Now I'm all askin' where the bud at
    Makin' it happen me and Mac just got two bitches
    Crackin' they say they tryna smoke weed all night
    And down for getting tatted
    Spat it up and tat it up
    Suit it up and boot it up
    Pioneers baby ain't nothing that you can do to us
    Inhale, that's the high school
    Dev and Mac, we known to act a damn fool, you dig
    You know what
    It may sound crazy but uh
    Yeah, Dev and Mac
    High school
    It may sound crazy but uh
    It may sound crazy but uh
    It may sound crazy but uh

    Writer(s): A. Hester, A. Manfredi, C. Broadus, Cameron Jibril Thomaz & E. Wilson.

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