Irie Lyrics - Ty Dolla $ign


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hook:
I woke up, and rolled some dank up with my niggas,
I got on the phone and caught up with some bitches,
I got dressed, I mixed the TC with versace, I smoked a joint and took a BR (bong rip), now I'm irie


I'm irie, I'm irie, I'm irie
I'm irie, yeah, I'm irie
I'm irie
I'm irie, I'm irie
I'm irie, I'm irie
I'm irie
I'm irie

Ty Dolla $ign:
When I'm in Brooklyn I send runners through bodegas,
Don't bring no dutchie homie, I prefer papers
and I got love for the Mets but it's still Lakers
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I turn my music up, fuck my neighbors,
I hit JFK, I'm going back to Cali,
I got some OG Kush from San Fernando Valley,
My nigga Beezy on the way from Runvo County,
We keep supporting, damn it
we from grass valley,
I got a bad bitch riding shotgun with a shotgun,
Pocket full of money and some condoms,
I'ma drop your bitch back off when I'm done,
Hope you make your bitch get in the shower
That's your bitch, she my bitch too
She let the homie in, too
Niggas be cuffin while their bitches fucking,
My nigga, that ain't nothing new
I'm the nigga that your bitch come to when she wanna cheat on you,
I hella be trippin, too, but I got more bitches than you

hook:
I woke up, and rolled some dank up with my niggas,
I got on the phone and caught up with some bitches,
I got dressed, I mixed the TC with versace, I smoked a joint and took a BR (bong rip), now I'm irie


I'm irie, I'm irie, I'm irie
I'm irie, yeah, I'm irie
I'm irie
I'm irie, I'm irie
I'm irie, I'm irie
I'm irie
I'm irie

Wiz Khalifa:
It's Taylor Gang, I get so high that it's irrational,
When I pull up in first class, it's international
I know some ratchet bitches and they rep the North side,
We ain't smokin on that pack unless it's certified
Blowin by the zone, nigga worth the
smokin on that strong, give me dome while I'm on the phone,
take you to my home where we zip it up and pack it,
Roll them joints up big as fuck,
they tell me slow my roll,
This young boy gonna live it up,
Pass the loud you would think that I smoke flavors,
No bitches in the hood that don't smoke papers,
Ain't tryna hear bout what you mean because I got it,
It's on the plane cause I can't leave the crib without it,
Claim you smoke more weed than me, I really doubt it,
If she wake up and roll a joint that mean she 'bout it,
And rest in peace, go to my nigga right,
Now we call it KK and we smokein all day,
Straight to the face, fuck what the police say

hook:

I woke up, and rolled some dank up with my niggas,
I got on the phone and caught up with some bitches,
I got dressed, I mixed the TC with versace, I smoked a joint and took a BR (bong rip), now I'm irie


I'm irie, I'm irie, I'm irie
I'm irie, yeah, I'm irie
I'm irie
I'm irie, I'm irie
I'm irie, I'm irie
I'm irie
I'm irie


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------ 10/30/2014

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