Search results for 'smoking and drinking by ya ya sol' Page #438

sound
Yea the trap open, Only serving by the pound
Cut your day 1 off if he weigh ya down
Money go in circles, You niggas just not round
Bitch you can't

Then Famous
Closet doors don't close
Got an iron that's stainless
Press Ya chest like a new shirt
Touch a button like a playlist
Cruisin' thru like a day

right by my side
From the 4 not no mf 5 and if she call then I decline
If you ain't talking bout no money nigga what you talking bout
He was talking shit

figures
Come in between, I'ma go there with ya
None of these niggas want beef
None of you hoes want to go there with me
When I talk, bitches just know not

from out this Cajun
Face the blunt
Until I'm Asian ya
Guns and lots of problems
Load it up that's the equation
Cops pulled by the block
And questioning

with Ryan, you know we riding
Killin' these bitches, I ain't even trying, yeah
We got hits like "Oh, my!"
See them looking when I roll by
They be hating

smoking him
Backwoods out the bone again
I'm the ticket for my hood
Why they think i'm overthroning them
We just need a way out
Youngins running from

thing, smoking, that's from a to z
Name another, out the gutter, that can give this, ( where he at )
Type of knowledge, I got up bottled up is limitless

I

with some beasts
We get to flexing and showing our teeth
Stripes on my back, we get busy like bees
If I was you, I'd wish I was me
Smoking on loud

an umpires finger
You out motherfucker
Why do dumb naaiers linger
Come try and injure
UV with that sunshine feature
Heat you up a gun might kill ya
Smoking

swear this money turning me into a fiend
Ask me how I get it
Just know that, by any means
Ima get my bread up and break it up with the team
The game got

a block with a butcher 

I send work out like a email (G-Mail)

I'm at white smoking Obama 

But I never met Michelle (boma)

Sack it up dub by bub 

Hell

stop motion
Bad highs, stop smoking
Bad bitch don't stop throating
Yeah, we'll keep that in motion
Man I know there's something wrong with me
Obsessive

your love made me sick
It was toxic
It was not it
Going back and forth throwing all these objects
I'm smoking purple haze until you do right by my name

stars, yeah she got two checks
Two thumbs up, Ooo she got more respect
King Tyus more ecliptic than the damn moon
Move by my lonely I don't need no platoon

am
You might have amnesia
You hating on me like a bitch
Shit I'd hate to be ya
These fuck nigga's watching my moves
They can watch like the theatre
I

You copped a deal like you had to snitch
I'm smoking paq as you passing mids
I'll fuck ya bitch while you watch ya kids

Shawty come alive in the night

it
Tryna' catch a vibe come around got her smoking on sativa
So high I'm feeling airborne
Say you never done this shit before it's okay I'll be your

Head so good at the top of her class, yeah
Big house party with the vinyl scratchin
Room by room and the lights are blue
She only fuck with rappers with

on computers I'm good with a tech
Nine on ya mind like you find me a threat
I am defined by the rhymes I present
Been laying low
Played a couple of shows
Flipped

Please don't get shot down, we spend the block
We come through ya block at night, please don't get run down
And we smoking good za, smoke it by the pound

nothing)
No I didn't tell (...)
(Hey)
And I didn't tell you nothing
I don't see ya no more
Moved to a whole 'nother city
You know I gotta move on
And if you

rocking V-Lone
So I'm sitting back cooling by myself I'm smoking on strong
So please don't put me in your mentions baby leave me alone

They think I'm

I do not care if she want me
I done been blinded by eyes and desire for love
Shut it all out told that ho to shut up
Walls went up
Only see straight