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[Lil' Flip]Well, I smoke and lean tryna get highon Cloud 9 tryna reach they skywe call it dro'ya'll call it lyeall I need is a sweet to get me byI'm super fly like Missydrink Moette until I'm pissyI pulled up in a Bentleyhoes asking who is it its F-L-I-Pblowing that light greenno sticks, no seeds $300 for an O-Zand you know me stay blowed puffing and passingyou split it, dump it, lick it then stuff it wit hashing[Chorus]Da roof, da roof, da roof is on fireWe don't need matches real smokers use lightersDa roof, da roof, da roof is on fireWe don't need matches real smokers use lighters[Lil' Flip]Smoke all day thats what I dowhen I think about my nigga ScrewI break bread with my crewI smoke green, purple, even blueI dont know about you but I love to smokeplay Grand Theft and crack a jokeor go to the club and snatch a hoethats the way it go when ya ballin hoewe smoke dro'to get higherI got 20's on my tires, I got tensions in my wirescause Haddy's got that fireand when I retire I'm a still be smoking haylike (Crucial Conflict) or mail man and Dreyso if you wanna smoke something just holla at ya boycause I got cotton candy, tarantula, and fat boywe can roll a sack boy and get so highbut when its time to hit the club I need Visine for my eyes[Chorus]Da roof, da roof, da roof is on fireWe don't need matches real smokers use lightersDa roof, da roof, da roof is on fireWe don't need matches real smokers use lightersmore