Mask 2 My Face Lyrics - Both Worlds *69 - Gangsta Boo

(Juice) 

Mayne! I can't I'm up in dis joint wit Gangsta Boo. I'm so Hi! 

Boogaloo! I'm so hi. Purple! Purple! Mayne! I'm so hi! 

Good shit Gangsta Boo. 

The Juice always blown out on dat fire shit 

I'm gettin high den a motherfucker. Damn! 

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(Gangsta Boo) 

Some dumb boys be killin me 

Actin like dey want me pounds 

I be lookin for the fires 

We will not come in ya town 

Gansta Boo the scandalous 

That's been so freaky when she hi 

Oops I ain't go lie, bump and smoke until the day I die 

Ridin in the Chevy and you know I'm smokin ink mayne 

Got the bongs mayne 

Limo tinted for you hataz mayne 

Crusin through my hood 

Im hot as fuck, my life is on suspension 

I don't give a fuck 

Im constantly gotta smoke one bitch 

As I come up on the spot to eat and sleep and do it all again 

Gansta at it again, clean as fuck I'm rollin twenty-twens 

Call my nigga dank to see if he know where some hydro at 

When I go get dank I got the glock nine and a vest 

Rollin through the projects lookin for dat nigga wit dat dope 

Fiendin like a junkie thinkin "damn a playa gotta smoke" 

Actin like you ballin when you only sellin nicks and dimes 

Shit dis habit of mine 

Got me clickin when I'm on the ground 

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(Chorus 4x) 

Mask 2 my fuckin face I'm fiendin to increase my high 

Eye balls is like red as hell dese bitches better recognize 

(could dat fuckin fuckin ink conservin deal dats some shit) 

(Gangsta boo) 

So I got dis ghetty green 

Look here nigga I'm a star 

Bout to hit the corner and rap 

Stoned and get leaf cigar 

I don't smoke on seeds 

But not to dis 

the ones unfortunate 

If you need me, hook up wit me, I'll smoke you to death 

All my niggas on dat good dope, If you hi just clap yo hands 

All my niggas on dat good dope, if you hi just clap yo hands 

Take a trip to Amsterdam 

Smoke a blunt wit lady man 

Always chiefin gotta wake up wit a blunt up in my hand 

It be funny how you dig 

Cuz you got green and me and you be friends 

If I let you smoke wit me, you lucky I'm a keep it real 

I don't give a fuck about a beg or tryin to smoke my weed 

If you got some money you need to put half on dis fuckin green 

Don't play wit the muthafuckin funky dont play 

Smokin on some hay 

Once again hid in the black Hay (haven) 

Actin like you ballin when you only sellin nicks and dimes 

Shit dis habit of mine 

Got me clickin when I'm on the ground 

Chorus til end