Lyrics:
here dawg, you gone leave here in blistas'
You gone have to pull ya pistols because ya high and ya smooth
And ya think we mix our weed with some god damn
a nigga got stuck
All in her eyes, all her beauty
Guess I got caught by the beauty and booty
You know I'm a beast
When it come to women and instrumentals
as glass
As he walked by Billy stuck his knife into his pocket
Took a breath and let him pass
In the early darkness Billy rose up
Went into the kitchen
the mix like gumbo
Now how can I stay humble
And make feddy by the bundle
Marv said we got bigger triggas
Mack we got bigger figures
Now
did your records sell
You sold your soul and now you're stuck in the depths of hell
Your thoughts are unhealthy standing beside the elk tree
Holding
All I got is three Benjamin’s thats triplets
Back to business flip it
Need a 20 G’s before Christmas
That’s 5 digits nigga you can’t miss it
the mix like gumbo
Now how can I stay humble
And make feddy by the bundle
Marv said we got bigger triggas
Mack we got bigger figures
Now
the _Homiez_
But now I must remember all about my tenderonis
You're lonely by your homey baby I know how you're feelin
You in the mood for some Sexual Healing
"Yo, is this your cat?" "Awww, yes! Where'd you find him at?"
"He was stuck in a tree up by uptown Manhattan"
"Well, how the hell did you save him? Are
tho
Mix the liquor
With a smooth soul
How you call me
On the flip phone
This was too fast
How you move it slow
You
Yo, you thirsty?
Hellsy, I'm fuckin' dehydrated yo
You got any money?
Three pennies and ball of lint, kid
Chevy, please let me roll this weed
feet on the ground
Without getting them stuck in the mud
You will soon be over the moon or twice as hot as the sun
Ackee 1-2-3
Ackee 1-2, 1-2-3
perfect
I might mix things up
but I always get it right in the end
you know I do
[Talking]
Next time you feel like... it's just one of those days...
when
to the basics, you in the midst of greatness
My Martin was a Maison, rocked Margielas with no laces
Cristal go by the cases, wait hold up that was racist
I
proof
Like an Army truck when you fortify it
Th3rd and Muddy got the floor divided
Who the fuck want to come and join the riot
I'm out
Smooth pursuit
duct tape stretched out
Ducked the fuck way down, waitin' to straight jump out
Put it over your mouth, and grab you by the face, what now?
Oh, you
around the world, same song
Work hard, play hard, all day long
All the continents get jealous over me
You can see me 3D overseas
If you know me then
life
I just want you to take the lead
theres nothing else I need
tick tick tock'n as the time flies by
ill leave never leave your bed
If its morning
a nurse in a hearse
But I made sure I had my hat first
CL Smooth, it's time to kick a verse
God cypher the rhyme, you can't curse
Go ahead ask me,
find Mr. Warren G
Seen a car full of girls, ain't no need to tweak
All you skirts know what's up with 2-1-3
So I hooks a left on 2-1 and Lewis
Some
sellin' China white
Cops stoppin' if you opposite o' white
Pop pop like you opposite o' right
Take heat lil' nigga
Lowkey take lead on a nigga
Smooth
more
I'm stuck in the middle of the door
All this time that I've been waiting
Mix 'n' match and rearranging
You might be my Mr. Right
You and I been
watching Chowder in my finest hour
A clearer mix of acid jazz and blue grass
Niggas still stuck in the past, opening new scabs
Me and Wiz matching bottles
the quickness
Uhh, who bum from and who balls you hung from
Wouldn't give a fuck what part of the country you come from
I'm Snoop Dogg, I'm smooth
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