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Jitta On The Track
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Knockturnal Feat. Chris Webby
Hook: And we smoking, and we drinking It's the weekend, whatchu thinkin? And I want, whatchu want To get fucked up and take a rip of the bong Let's party all night like we're knockturnal (x4)
Verse 1 (Jitta on the Track): Cuz I don't wanna sleep I just wanna party Eyes all red chasin bitches and Bacardi I don't sleep til I pass out in the frat house or the trap house Jungle juice in that red cup man yo' girl wanna act wild and I'm nocturnal baby no sleep I count shots you count sheep For a lil' bit of chronic its o.e Jitta on the Track what hoes scream Jumpin' up and down like fuck your guys Then I party all night and fuck your hoes Me and Chris gonna hit this bong my pill my drink don't get along Came here to do drugs do girls do anything for no fuckin' reason So go out get up have fun and forget your problems you don't fuckin' need em In my world we'll be smokin' the best Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Cough so much put hole in chest And your girl be textin' me after the D like we let her eat.
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Verse 2 (Chris Webby): Y'all don't know about the weed and liquor bottles that we runnin' through C.W. Coming through, follow the pills with Jungle Juice. And party til' we drunk as shit, bout to loose my head it's true Where the fuck is woolfie? Yes I need my self a red and blue Triple stacks and twenty sacks Light it pass it puffin that C.T in this bitch, yeah we got them trees lumberjacks! Then we burn about four more Get your girlfriend on all fours Poppin' pills, hold my face Got my brain lookin' like a golf course but babygirl I'm all yours Let's hit the temper-pedic Cuz I'm just livin' life, you'll never sing to me bitch I'm stayin' wasted and faded, heavily medicated Runnin' up on stages sayin' 'Look momma, I made it!'
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