Let It Run (feat. Zac Brown Band)

Snoop Dogg

Compositor: Zac Brown / Snoop Dogg / Chris Gelbuda / John Widomakr / Andy Frasco

Everyone was getting high, passin' flowers 'round the fire
No one even gave a damn 'til it landed in your hand
Now you're overly concerned with the way that cherry burns
And you think you're 'bout to spit on that joint I'm 'bout to hit

Just let it run, let it run
If it's burning kinda funny, we can roll another one
It ain't like we're down to crumbs, we got more where that came from
Don't be spittin' on my blunt, just let that motherfucker run

I ain't trying to police the way y'all smoke your weed
Didn't mean to haunt your buzz, I just said something because
We got cars that drive themselves, we put people into space
But can we please stop doin' things like it's 1998

Just let it run, let it run
If it's burning kinda funny, we can roll another one
It ain't like we're down to crumbs, we got more where that came from
Don't be spittin' on my blunt, just let that motherfucker run

Let that bitch run, light some, pass one
Maybe two, what it do? Fuckin' with some super glue
Spittin' on my Bleezy, homie, take it easy
Wet mouth, crumb snatchin' son of a bitch (bitch)
What makes you think I wanna hit a blunt full of spit?
You full of shit, I'm movin' solo, smokin' dolo
Back-to-back sacks with Zac, let 'em know, though

Let it run, let it run
If it's burning kinda funny, we can roll another one
It ain't like we're down to crumbs, we got more where that came from
Don't be spittin' on my blunt, just let that motherfucker run
I don't need your damn saliva
On this tangerine sativa
Don't be spittin' on my blunt, just let that motherfucker run

On a run, baby
For the love of God
Make that motherfucker run
Leave it alone
Run, run, baby
Swish, swish it gone