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Baby Bash - Killa lyrics
Feat Cousin Fik & The Stooie Bros
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke
 Now don't ... when I don't shoot high
 All I do is smoke key eryday non stop
 On top, ... you gonna catch me with a bad bitch, goose in the fridge
 Like a marijuana union, smokers anonymous
 Call on my stack, couple hip...
 Pass the wood in the could nigga, what's happening
 All you mofos...
 Stage ride up, keep it l.i.t.,
 He claim to do the same, but you l.i.e.
 He claim to do the same, but you l.i.e.
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke
 I smoke killa that green gorilla
 But you can't smoke yeah, got no strilla
 Way out in Dallas smoking weed with...
 ... I'm walking, cause I'm flipping a vanilla
 Roll big boy blunts like a real drug dealer
 Straight to the pain, certified ...
 Going bamboo sticks overseas in manilla
 Black hoe yellow bitch, Pittsburg stillersBaby Bash - Killa - http://motolyrics.com/baby-bash/killa-lyrics.html
 Purp is the best, let the rest dispute it
 I'm zapped like I just got electrocuted
 But I don't just use it, homie I abuse it
 You can tell by my raps when you hear my music
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke
 We be smokin on killa, murder death rockets
 Lightning rod blood veins in my eye sockets
 Break it down and chop it
 Rub her don't choke her
 Over the Pacific with a whole boat motor
 She give it all to us, and we don't never owe her
 We never let her bar, and we never lend a ...
 Zig zag bottles lighters and the swishers
 All you need now is some killa
 Well, I left my lung in a backwood package
 Kush by the bush burn down to ashes
 A thousand ashes and some dope fiend strikers
 Zig Zags bottles and lighters,
 Hard on purp...brother... brother bitch and it's you
 That magic window...and I'm beating on my motherfucking chest like this
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke
 Killa, killa, killa, killa I smoke.








