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 1. 21 by Adele
 2. Amor Amarillo by Gustavo Cerati
 3. Take Care by Drake
 4. No Pads, No Helmets...Just Balls by Simple Plan
 5. The Fox by Elton John
 6. Making Mirrors by Gotye
 7. The Vow OST by The National
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 10. Progress by Ultraspank
 1. Lisa by Gustavo Cerati
 2. I'm Just A Kid by Simple Plan
 3. Please Don't Leave Me by Pink
 4. Who Knew by Pink
 5. Somebody That I Used To Know by Gotye
 6. Story Of A Free Man - Chapter Three: Serenity by Verse
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Cali Dro Lyrics
so light it up and pass the thang to me
im fresh off patrol i could smoke a whole p
can smell it in my clothes you can smell it in my seats
thats how a nigga rolls i was raised in them streets
im rollin up a sweet
im fillin it with keef
im too high to talk bitch keep it real brief
if it aint about money you dont even gotta speak
i smoke it in a paper, weezy smoke it in a leaf
and nigga ima stunna, i got runnas
and we keep them shotguns like huntas
we smoke thunda, it put me under
im talkin about straight purple kush that thundas
see i be fuckin with them trees cuz im straight out tha jungle
keep about five pounds and we aint even tryin to hustle
yall already know how that go
[Lil' Wayne]
i get my kush from california
get my dro from arizona
i can get cross the border
i got a ridda names Winona
and i be calmer than a somma
inside of the phantom looks
sauna n i still stay high and i still got my diploma
and i still keep the maggie on me like hommer
and im too sick man im spittin out a coma
and im still lettin the money pile like goma
and i smoke that kill, yall blowin on begonias
and i keep a fill of that grass like a farmer
and i keep that armor, try me and ill spin you around
ill be with the stars and i aint talkin tinsel town
thats right the present town, bitches tear the fences down
like prince in town
boy I shits a pound of that purple rain on the marvin's day
you wit me now?
too high you can't set me down
We got that ak-47 white right on set painted and named it orange purple kush that million dolar top brand
i got that white ivory ice tee
docters, requestin dope weed
blazin up so much bomb
i got a bad bitch on my side
see see we just smokin we just smokin,
we just tryin to fire up
if you got the bomb bomb nigga come and light it up
yah blaze up aint nothin like
ridin by, drivin high
me and all the hommies smokin
dumpin if you chokin smokin
smoke slow when they hit you cuz you might pass out
look over at the bitches snatch a blunt up out a mouth bitch
switch it to another scene
that has you smokin endo green
some hommies be on that lean
mix it with that endo weed
because we fucked up we fucked up
you know that we fucked up
i like to smoke and drink
with that nympho plated thang
because we fucked up we fucked up
you know that we fucked up


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