Baby Bash - Blow It In Her Face lyrics

[CHORUS:] I'm high in the party high in the party high in the party [x2] I light it up and blow it in her face [x4] [Cousin Fik:] Backwood full of sticky And it gotta be a wood yeah I'm hella picky Tipsy pourin liquor on my kidneys On a whole zip when I smoke I need 50 Like nuff I got grapes Gods gift man I gotta say grace (Thank You Lord) Your girl looking like she wanna taste So I light it up and blow it in her face If you keep it lit be the model I think I'm about to move to Colorado Or seeato I mean Seattle Somewhere I can smoke where you n***as can't tattle Long dreads like mac dre No rare-o chick go that way I'm bout to roll up a fat j And fire up with the dj cuz [CHORUS] [Baby Bash:] Girl scout loud pack from a car though Light it up lemme give her a charge though And I better get your weathers late cornrow Smoking sh** that'll give your a** parvo Top shelf n***a good for your health n***a Growing in the woods make a n***a wealth bigger Hot head and she drop dead gorgeous But Bad b**h on my side that I'm watchin All night we gon post sh** Around the bay on this mothaf**ing ghost sh** Half a pound on a road trip and I bet we gonna blow b**h Party buss falled out like its burning Now that's what I call higher learning And if the dj keep the table turning We gonna get higher than messiah no sermon [CHORUS] [Driyp Drop:] It was me I did it The purple in the air I lit it I'm on further gone Me and cousin smoking like cheech and chong I'm finna blow it up its a bomb thing Break it down roll it up I'm the fireman You can catch it in a backwood I was smoking on that cookie (That's Good) Bad b**h say she wanna taste So I light it up and blow it in her face I was somewhere outter space This this sh** slapps this beat bang f**ing with baby bash on them airplanes Turnt up but I'm twisted off the hurricane Follow everything hoes wanna jock I be on my high ones they don't do the socks [CHORUS]