DEGO LOCC – SENSIMILLA GREENERY ( W/ LYRICS )

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LYRICS:

words and vocals, dego locc, music by THE U R ME

chorus:

sensimilla greenery,
no stems or seeds when chiefin’ thee,
hydroponic kill w/ purple hairs,
its my belief in weed.
cannibus sativa,
is the reason i dont need ya.
can i bust ? believer,
its the season of the reefer,
chorus:
sensimilla greenery,
no stem or seeds when chiefin’ thee,
hydroponic kill w/ purple hairs,
its my belief in weed.
cannibus sativa,
is the reason i dont need ya.
can i bust ? believe,
its the season of the reefa,

1st verse:
sparkin flame to orange hairs,
darkness came, open stares,
need to smoke, calm my mind.
de-seed the toke, in palm i find,
a few nuggets of trees.
just true hugs for me,
i blow through so many sacks,
im like “f*** conservin weed”
plus, full of the greed, when i puff many trees,
i grow all my own, so f*** what ya need,
im all about “me” when i inhale the green.
solo private vacation, sudden patience.
oh no?! mind and body relaxation.
can i get another dose for the patient?
no waitin, caucasion, then blaze up the blunts,
right b4 i be on the hunt for gutz.

chorus:

sensimilla greenery,
no stem or seeds when chiefin’ thee,
hydroponic kill w/ purple hairs,
its my belief in weed.
cannibus sativa,
is the reason i dont need ya.
can i bust ? believe,
its the season of the reefa,

sensimilla greenery,
no stem or seeds when chiefin’ thee,
hydroponic kill w/ purple hairs,
its my belief in weed.
cannibus sativa,
is the reason i dont need ya.
can i bust ? believe,
its the season of the reefa,

sensimilla greenery,
no stem or seeds when chiefin’ thee,
hydroponic kill w/ purple hairs,
its my belief in weed.
cannibus sativa,
is the reason i dont need ya.
can i bust ? believe,
its the season of the reefa,

sensimilla greenery,
no stem or seeds when chiefin’ thee,
hydroponic kill w/ purple hairs,
its my belief in weed.
cannibus sativa,
is the reason i dont need ya.
can i bust ? believe,
its the season of the reefa,

2nd verse:
when i blaze on the sack,
when i toke on the bowl,
knockin out females backs,
with the stiff pole thats swoll,
let it be known, let it be told,
when it comes to mary jane,
no other pussy can compete with the gold.
just an old fool from the old school,
on a joint i puff, and pull.
plus i break the rules,
by growin dank up in my closet,
cultivation im the boss with,
growin trees up in my office,
hit it one time, make you drop shit.

chorus:
sensimilla greenery,
no stem or seeds when chiefin’ thee,
hydroponic kill w/ purple hairs,
its my belief in weed.
cannibus sativa,
is the reason i dont need ya.
can i bust ? believe,
its the season of the reefa,

sensimilla greenery,
no stem or seeds when chiefin’ thee,
hydroponic kill w/ purple hairs,
its my belief in weed.
cannibus sativa,
is the reason i dont need ya.
can i bust ? believe,
its the season of the reefa,

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