You can put it in my butter
You can put it in my tea
You can share it with your mother
But don't smoke that shit around me
You can get high as an airplane
Baby girl, I know you get bored
But when I see smoke, I'm headed for the door

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I don't smoke it, but I eat it
I pass the joint, I laugh and point, and then I will repeat it
I don't mind, it's your time
But I don't need it
I don't smoke it, but I eat it
I always has to pass the grass and all my friends they Tweet it
I no joke, I don't smoke
But I eat it

You can put it in my cookie
You can put it in my cake
You can use it for the nookie
But it dries you up bad and I think that's a mistake
You can take a gigantic bong hit
Leave it in your lungs for a day
But if I see smoke, then I be on my way

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Call me a classy whore, if that my fate
I've been messed up before, and that was great
If I try it once I'm sure I would want it then
Again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again

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