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Smoke Somethin'

Gangsta Pat

Tear Yo Club Down

1999

the munchies, now it's time to eat
Look in my rear-view, ah shit it's the police
They pulled me over for no reason, man what's up with this
I'm thinkin' to myself

and punches that attack the ankles
Got it? OK, so this is the move
Sweep low, chop low, swing low
You don't have to tell me twice, I remember it exactly

Swing

case 
Life is laced with red tapes and lines to weave through 
We signed over rights and decided to see our life in three tangents 
Knowing we the people

And it's just a fun little game in my mind
Bachelor Life now
You know all this kind of stuff
It's not happein'
They have their own spouses
There their own

give you the recipe
This easy as 1-2-3, I’ll be on MTV getting the MVP
I don’t say this primarily, but my new shit yeah you fuck with it heavily
Going in

Clocks align
Springs unwind
Giving way to their own time
Never thought it would come to this
Us ending in bliss
A secret has three views
But all I've

Look Demure

(verse 1)
they said to treat my body like a temple but i'm a sinner and i can't relate
and i stay drunk off all this vodka Red Bull, you

a tram, get coughed on by a dude
Can’t find a RAT, I ain’t Nancy Drew
Get tested, gotta wait in the queue
Then isolate for a week at my place in Kew

I went

That's the 318
I told her make that
Ass clap make them
Tittes shake
All this fuck shit
On my mind
I can't fucking wait
Took meds by the hour
Just to keep

of dog ass nigga
Chop with the wood on it
This a tall ass midget
They gave my cuzzo all that time
Man that nigga wouldn't listen
I spent so much on this

ENOUGH

I kiss you one hundred times
I lost my symphony right tonight
What bless me? is rolling up and sink
Enough to stand by my dreams

It's enough

a fool of us

You're lost

One, two, three, four
Is this what love is really for?
Is this all I get for being yours?
The kid in front of me in blood

You walked in with whiskey on your breath
A lit cigarette, your lip sticks red
I can't sleep not knowing where you've been
And your pretty face, is

too still
Red bottoms when you see me walking
You would prolly think I had a shoe deal
Got three women in a two seater on the highway
Going two bills

they fucking everest high
Flames when you see me scorch up the whole sky
Who responsible for this arson
Who torching up the garden
You ask me my eyes

Bother Me

Insight

Blast Radius

Said he'd pass by between nine and three
Son you bother me!

You bother me

I had a long day and now it's time to relax
When my head hit the pillow I

been so wrong
Bitch now say my name hoe say a nigga name hoe
Cause of this dick the stick she take the blame for
She do anything that I want I let her

me to be
Made a flower crown out of your red flags
Thought that I would look better in this fallen kingdom
Brick by brick I built from my heart to you

that kid
I can't believe I got mad at you for that
That was the red flag yet you took me back
The last time you texted and I texted you back
I was

blowing with my breath
As I smash the 3D vision
I am seeing
Still not believing
5D mind bending
I'm sending 9D connection for protection against the hexed

If plae in the building then you know we gon do it
Now enough with the talking and let's get to the booty
Issa ass
Yeaa
Ok
What it is what it is
Issa

cause we don't have time for the erasers
Dont save her she don't wanna be saved
Usually comin back with a Drake quote
I think in this case Cole will have

three times nigga don't call again
(Oh my god is he calling me right now?)
She busy
Yeah I had to mix dat hoe, she was thicker than some jiffy (What?)

steal my girl right before my eyes so
Sugar daddy three points, afi nɛɛ naa chale we go equalize bro
This one is for my niggas in the streets, ten toes