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Paroles de Smoke My Weed (Feet Up)

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Paroles de la chanson Smoke My Weed (Feet Up) par Young Dolph lyrics officiel

Smoke My Weed (Feet Up) est une chanson en Anglais

(Listen to this track, bitch)
(Drumma Boy)
Like, I don't know what this shit called, man
Like, I just got a gift, man
To run this motherfuckin' paper up
Like special, like, I just feel special, don't know what it is
Ayy

All these bitches love me 'cause I'm special, yeah, yeah, yeah
Thirty bitches on me like Hugh Hefner, whoa, whoa, whoa
Yeah, she fine as fuck, but she bisexual, Uh, uh, uh
Boy, I'm a heavy weight, you just a feather, ayy, ayy
The only nigga in the club with a umbrella (make it rain on 'em hoes)
Middle of the summer rockin' a Gucci sweater (ayy)
My jewelry box is so precious, man, that's my treasure (my treasure box)
Got her legs up in the air, panties on the dresser
I got her number, but only call her for pleasure (ayy, where you at?)
They ask how was I so successful, 'cause I'm special (it's Dolph)
That strong, it came from Cali, reggie came from Texas (uh-huh)
Say you want twenty of 'em? Meet me at the checkers (pull up)

Luxury lifestyle, a shoppin' spree (yeah)
She just wanna fuck and smoke my weed (ayy, hold up lil' mama)
I told my homeboy, everything on me (ayy, it's on me)
I got two for you, and two for me (bad bitch)
If that bitch ain't fuckin', make her leave (ayy, you gotta go, lil' mama)
Try one of my niggas, I'ma squeeze (uh-huh)
I just smoked a pound of lemon trees (woo)
She just wanna fuck and smoke my weed

Ha, hold up, she just wanna fuck and smoke my dope (goddamn)
She ask can she hit my cup, and, I said, "No" (hell nah)
Trappers in the hood look up to me like the Pope (it's Dolph)
Your bitch jump on my dick like she jumpin' rope (yeah, yeah)
Took my bitch overseas and jumped on a boat (jumped on a boat)
What the fuck is ten stacks? I spent that on a coat
I'm not a distinguished gentleman, I'm a distinguished trapper
They ask what I do for fun, I said, "Mm, shit on rappers" (uh)
I'm nothin' like the rest of 'em (nah), go to war with the best of 'em (yeah)
She bad, I already fucked her (yeah), my bad, I didn't know you love her
Freshest nigga that's in it, pinky ring look like I'm pimpin'
Six rings like Scotty Pippen, luxury how I'm livin' (ayy)

Luxury lifestyle, a shoppin' spree (yeah)
She just wanna fuck and smoke my weed (ayy, hold up lil' mama)
I told my homeboy, everything on me (ayy, it's on me)
I got two for you, and two for me (bad bitch)
If that bitch ain't fuckin', make her leave (ayy, you gotta go, lil' mama)
Try one of my niggas, I'ma squeeze (uh-huh)
I just smoke a pound of lemon trees (woo)
She just wanna fuck and smoke my weed (ha)
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Auteur: Adolph Jr. Thornton
Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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