O.C.

Burn Me Slow Songtext / Lyric


O.C. - Burn Me Slow Songtext


Check it out, it takes skill y'all, for them to fill y'all

And in the end it's dollar dollar dollar bill y'all

So long I awaited, in the end you contemplated

Now O.C. cuts be highly anticipated

Forget all the braggadocio shit you hear

Same old voices in the air, while I refresh in the air, word

Thought that I was gone, huh, temporary setbacks

Made me analyze what I do, and be the best at

Gusto, I got it on lock, a sack of marijuana

Being sold by the dreads, I got the good stuff

Inhale on it, smell the aroma blessed

Let it comatose ya, I'm feeling a rush where you're supposed to

Mold me, toke me, hold me in for five seconds

Then exhale, then maybe you can tell if I'm potent

See font to leave it, a cheeba cheeba cheeba

Like coated with honey base, kill the taste, burn me slow

Drag on me, yeah, just as long as you can pull it

Now shotgun, cause I be number one with a bullet

Who got some? The second hand smoke's in the air

Contact, oh my, I'mma get you so high

Drag on my words like an herb from a peace pipe

But extra mash out, I sprinkle hashish on the mic

Then pop a top on a Guiness giving me clout

Some say it give a stiff one, shorty ask did I drink a stout

The mind mix like Heinie and sensimilla

This goes to my niggas in and outside of Medina

My chariot carries me to thorough boroughs

Puffing the underground trail, traying to escape like Harriet

It don't make sense but it makes cents

Dollars and cents, making the last couple of lines too dense

So when you see me rocking a party like Reggae Sunplash

Don't bust shots, son, my face to your man and give a shotgun

Burn me slow, drag on me as long as you can pull it

Now shotgun, cause I be number one with a bullet

Who got some? The second hand smoke's in the air

Contact, oh my, I'm a get you so high (Repeat 2x)

So while you're lining your L's, unwind ya high buddah blessed

Some charm, taking you to a higher place of praise

Soaking in, opening the chamber in your mind you're focusing

I wrote this in a mindstate of cheeba essence

Buckwild, beating your eardrums with Thai sticks

Like tapping bags of weed, he tapping snares and kicks

What? To the dick and you don't quit

Roll up that O.C. sack and then spark that shit

It's all love baby, twist me tight and then kiss me

Pull on me slow so I burn nice and gently *inhales*

Drag it, puff the magic, lavish it

Make me a routine smoke, like a bad habit

Meant to be in this game, play out our role

To manage this beat, I keep growing mad like canibus

Burn me slow, drag on me as long as you can pull it

Now shotgun, cause I be number one with a bullet

Who got some? The second hand smoke's in the air

Contact, oh my, I'm a get you so high (Repeat 2x)

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