Lyrics:
all good to me
It's all fine by me
You smell so good to me
You look so fine by me
It's all good by me
It's all fine by me
You smell so fucking
You smell
Son, you smell that? What's that?
I smell pussy. Is that you Irv?
I smell pussy. Is that you Ja?
I smell pussy - Is that you Black?
I smell
Bitches scared of me
They hate to make me wanna fight and shit (you pesky turtles)
I can tell by the smell
I can tell by the smell (out of my way)
battles that you never won,
All the music and the opera never sung,
Emotions that were silent all these years,
You can't smell the roses when you're
by they like hello young man
And your girl she so dirty smell like tuna i can’t stand her
Man they like how i do it
They like that shit
It dont matter
grinding but you ain't even Working
Taking these Ls I know that shit hurt
You can tell by the smell this shit ain't no dirt
We bout that action I just give
Smoking a lot you can smell my aroma
They been asleep like they been in a coma
I'm by myself you can say I'm a loner
Can chill with you I ain't feeling
All my roses are too sweet for you
But you tried by now one or two
They have filled your lungs with smell of blue
But for now, I need to cut them too
First thing this morning
I rolled me a joint
Don't know where I'm goin' but I don't see the point
Can you tell by the way that I smell
I'm high
that's not wine you smell
That's aftershave for men
Would you run that by me one more time?
Run that by me one more time
To make sure that I
seem like trouble to me
I can tell by the way that you lean
And the way that you kiss your teeth
And you turn up so fresh and clean
Smells like
Cuz by myself been the best
Don't need no help I'm obsessed
All with that smell of success
Try to catch the scent, it's accurate
I'm of that descent
walk by you can tell (What)
Neiman Marcus shopping nigga I done bought the whole shelf (Huh)
These niggas smell like cheap rent dawg and Fulton county
for work.
I noticed the smell when I got off the bus,
And traced it down to a canal that ran
Right through the heart of the city,
Like an open vein
killer a leave
Alaska and di skunk, I smoke dem deh by di trees
Hand me di weed because New York a freeze
Police smell mi weed and a swarm me like bees
Got a lot to do, no time to get done
Knocking off my list - one by one
Can't slow down cause the clock is ticking fast
Flying high today, yesterday
I'm rolling like toilet paper, no apology
I sit back and wonder, click clack, get a plunger
Go after me and you'll get bitch slapped
By the smell
I drop
art
Ass clapping like it comes from the heart
You know I got a number ten on the chart
People try to stay six feet apart
But it smells so nice you get
Yeah Yeah Yeah
Backed by my city I never did need it (naw)
I built my own brand don't need to repeat it (naw)
These n****s get greedy they see me
Do you smell that?
It smells like some gas
There's drugs in the air
There's drugs in the air
Theres Drugs in the air
N' I know you can smell it
Dear heavenly father I been lead by my own flesh
And if i stay at the wheel I'm liable to get into a wreck
Recollection of falling asleep
the influx overwhelm
Desire's flow followed by the sudden ebb
Erasing my tale as I go
I'm only telling in the hope that you'll know
You smell like hot trash,
Boy you're my cup of tea
You're my cup of tea
Spices and citrus
Smell like ginger hot and sweet
You're my cup of tea
You're my cup of tea
Spices
Uh look
I got Prada on my eyes
I smell like YSL
Aye Noah what up man
From the cross roads to the high roads
Let's get it
Tell these MF's they doomed
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