Juicy J Stoner's Night song lyrics

Stoners Night 3

Juicy J

She rollin' weed

She rollin' weed

She rollin' weed

She rollin' weed

She rollin' weed and she don't even smoke

Lookin' at my Rollie, it's about that time

Ridin' with my white girl, lettin' her snort some lines

Might have to take a picture, boy, this bitch so fine

College girl become a stripper right before your eyes

Rollin' up and skatin' in my old school Jag

Lookin' like James Bond, fried like Cheech and Chong

Bitch slide out that thong and let me tap that ass

Filled the hot tub with money, now let's take a bath

Slippers and designer robes, come here lil' bitch, it's time to roll

Gettin' high and gettin' paid is the only thing my mind on

Pinky full of diamonds, bitch these ain't no rhinestones

Stack my money to the ceiling, you gon' have to climb on

Used to fuck with Swishers, now it's paper planes

Have lil' mama wetter than a hurricane

You not blowin' killer then stay in your lane

You niggas off track, I'm on the money train

Counter, I doze off so I can't complain

Bitch I'm just your plumber, I am not your main

I smell like I grew a pound inside my car

Ballin' out, inside my car I got a bar

Nothin' but smoke, smell the loud on my clothes

Dammit, I'm stoned

Nothin' but dope, bought a few pounds to blow

And it's that strong

I'm in my zone, can't leave them ratchets alone

You know what I'm on

Ain't goin' home, got a dog ass bitch on my bone

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