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Revenge of the Dreamers III July 5, 2019 📍 Tree Sound Studios, Atlanta 👁 345,569
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Dreamville - 1993 ft. J. Cole, JID, Cozz, EARTHGANG, Smino & Buddy (Official Audio)
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95 ContributorsTranslationsEspañol 1993 Lyrics “1993” is a weed smoking posse cut in which the artists trade bars about their experiences with marijuana. Each verse is cut off by Buddy, who plays a fretful character that interrupts whenever someone is… Read More  [Intro: Buddy] Ayy These motherfuckers, man, yo (Elite, Elite, Elite) Check it Yo, check it out, ayy [Interlude: Buddy] Since 1993 I've been smoking weed, ask about me Niggas know not to, oh, wait Niggas know not, oh, fuck, ayy [Chorus: Smino] Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up Roll up [Verse 1: Smino] Uh, I'm drunk at a party and put down my cup The fuck is my water? I pick the shit up Then drink out the water and threw the shit up It's ash in my cup, I'm mad as a muh', huh I push pack like USPS, you is a bitch [Interlude: Buddy] Ayy, yo, yo, shut the fuck, ayy Don't even rap, nigga, you Ayy, hold on Hold the fuck up, nigga [Verse 2: Cozz] Tell me why you wanna come get high tonight I only got one reason, I'm top dog tonight I let the broads borrow my room and I got caught tonight Drunken partying, slobbering, 'nother sloppy night Always fight with my mama, but look, I'm Ali, night I'll call her, when I'm a baller, I promise that I'ma spoil you Until then, I'ma ignore you, it's nothing personal (Sorry) I'm just tryna fuck a couple girls and go Can't do that while I'm on the phone I'm not a mother's boy, I'm a motherfucker [Interlude: Buddy & Smino] Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, hold on, hold on, nigga Can I smoke? Can I smoke? Can I smoke, nigga? (Oh-oh-oh-oh) [Chorus: Smino] Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up Roll up [Verse 3: Doctur Dot] Yeah Sittin' sideways, side steppin' side bitches Side eyes, light skin, need stitches, mind your business I'm slurring my verbiage, surfing, no turfing My girl drippin', dirty whispers in my ear I don't mumble ABC your way up out the convo Lookin' for sluts, oh? I know a couple [Interlude: Buddy & Smino] Bro, bro, bro, bro Ayy, bro, bro, bro, bro Ayy, nigga, come on, like Nigga, stop rapping, start passing (Oh-oh-oh-oh) Like can I? My nigga [Chorus: Smino & Buddy] Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up (Bro, bro) Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up Roll up and pour me a drink up, let's get fucked up Roll up [Verse 4: JID] Look, okay the weed so strong it got me stressed The stress so strong it got me weed (Yeah) I'm so on, it threw me off (Yeah) I'm throwed off, yes indeed I threw up after my threesome On my threads, had to leave the crime scene like criminals do She wanna come to my crib and give me a genital smooch Typical, typical, get the piccolo, skididdle, skedaddle I sling peen like a lasso That mean king save the queen from the castle I grab the saddle Prisoner to prescription, it's changed, jackal, Jack Daniels Shawty tryna tell me [Interlude: Buddy] Motherfucker, ayy, didn't I say? Nigga, ayy We can't rap, nigga, we smoking weed Stop rappin', nigga, this is not a rap session We gettin' high [Verse 5: J. Cole] If I smoke a blunt right now I'ma be on 285 with my pants pulled down around my ankles Still no stranger to the blunt smoke, gun smoke You niggas don't want smoke No guts like that Swisher we just smoked We cutthroat, niggas ain't... [Outro: Buddy] Hold, hold on, hold on Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait Hold on, wait, wait, wait, wait, ayy, wait Shh, shh, shh Wait, wait, wait, okay Watson, Watson, stop 'Cause this nigga J. Cole, he done grew some dreads He think he smoke now Pass the blunt, nigga, stop rappin' That's the end of the song, nigga This the end of the session, we goin' home I just called my Lyft I just wanna call the, I mean hit the blunt, I mean Let me try one more time
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