Lyrics:
I smoke got a nigga on Mars, my eyes on chinky baby
Floor 27, I'm rocking 11's, we blowing this bag for no reason baby
Shawty see a nigga getting
a triple choke
And it won't hurt my throat, nope!
Chinky eyed, just ridin' n vibin'
On that real fire
Be high for two-three hours
And I'm cool wit' A-I,
doing justice to all
The people that feel like I do cause for
Every person who doesn't understand it is
There is a person who feels like me
Who feels like
rozay
They got them booty shorts I wouldn't let me daughter wear
That's word to me them boys better not be calling here
Uh uh
but let me get that out my
beat the
GOAT with gossip raps
If you ain't got the facts
Why you spreadin' the rumor? You
Could get shot for that shot'll clap
The fifth on me like I
getting kinda chinky in my eyes yea
Ten I think Im gonna smoke some again (yea)
Eleven Im trying to get back to the heavens
Twelve damn this weed is good
Intro From Friday After Next
You Know It
This For My Niggas Rolling Back To Back Like Cigarette Packs Nigga
Get You A Bic Lighter
This That Kill
face
And see that she wants to
And when we finish making love I say
Give me time baby just give me space
I don't want you around
Like bitch get off me
for free
Cause I got a bad bitch, she a nurse
And I just tell that bitch I can't sleep
I only drink on occasions
When is it not an occasion?
Chinky
Now get drunk, motherfucker, get drunk
(Get drunk) now tell them hoes
(What?) to drop they clothes (What?)
And cut some for the motherfucking D-Lo
Now
everyday
It's like every part of his memory
That's short term was erased
I feel bad for your wife
Because she probably feels like
Shes fucking the bitch Adam
lit that shit it was I the chinky-eye
Cheeba-hawk from New York, Tical Staten Isle
Niggas thought, that they could walk a dog but they caught
A bad
that shit it was I the chinky-eye
Chiba-hawk from New York, Tical Staten Isle
Niggas thought, that they could walk a dog but they caught
A bad situation,
seeds
So you know that nigga steaming
My eyes chinky they bleeding
I didn't put the Visine in I'm cheesin for no reason
Body stuck mind leaving from all
that you hearing
Smoking Za leave my eyes chinky
Can't leave wit out my blicky
She know that I don't do kisses
Niggas know I hit them switches
Watch now
Bitch!
Brick city, yo
Yo, yo funk doc straight lunatic since young
I ate paint chips the rare moon
That pair mics, my maintenance
I battle you
the yellow cabs I smoke buddha out deliveries
I'm just as high as the fuckin' friendly skies
When I'm, open, you can't even see my chinky eyes
'Cause
like 'you look like Ja Rule
But that's cool'
I guess all short, chocolate, chinky
Eyed niggas look alike, boo
Let the pen stroke
So the track have
To pullin' up in Honda Civics
To dropping that top on my Bentley
Them Rush Hour I'm gettin' them Benji
I'm smoking on Jackie, my eyes is chinky
My money is
That's why I write this sonnet
If the pressure get too much for me to take and I break
Play this tape for my daughter and let her know my life is on it
a smoke and some air
Mini me Mr. Freeze, cold and short
Gotta let it glue (igloo) down just to hold the fort
No remorse, can't find or hold discourse
Won't
lips, used to smoke that reefer
Some bitch named Dawn used to fuck LaiQwan
And Alicia with the chinky eyes, used to be with freaky Ty
Lived across
Growing off of his shoulder
Billy had two big
Caves for eyes,
With a cliff for a jaw
That would go up 'n down,
And whenever it did,
He'd puff out
[Cam'ron]
Shut the fuck up punk!
Give me that shit!
You feel sorry for who!!
Gave you head before I stormed in
Muthafucka, any problem yo I want in
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