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Thursday, January 31, 2013

YP ft. Rockie Fresh – Smoke Something Lyrics



YP ft. Rockie Fresh – Smoke Something Lyrics


Roll Up Blunts They Know I’m Gonna Smoke
Mike Mike Call Me Backwards Jones
Chain Like Lights So I’ma Keep My Pole
I’ma Tip Gotta Get That Dough

See They Sound Some Shit That I Been On
Since I First Got Hit With That 14
I Was Raised In The House With A Dope Fiend

My Mama Had 2 Gigs And A Packed Out Crib
In My Horn I Got The Pack Out Hip
Shawty Hit Pumps Point 3’s For The Nickel
Got The Molly And Pack Full Of Skills

You Hear Tell You What They Give Me For A Pillow
Condo Sittin, Champagne Sippin
Broke Nigga Hate To See A Rich Nigga Livin
I Chased The Dollars, You Didn’t

You Ain’t Got No Hoes But You Pimpin
Take This Toe, Blunts Bout As Straight As A Pen
I Hold It In, Then Release This Smoke
Face It Though, Long As I Done Been On The Grind

It’s No Time For A Basic Hoe
When I Just Don’t Know
What To Make The Stress Relieve
Besides Going Out To Get This Cheese

See All The Real Niggas Feel Me
Cause I’ma Get It If It Kill Me
Hand In Hand, 
I Got A Gram To Jam
I Know The Plan Getting 

Money Like A Vet In The Majors
Pushin Niggas To The Side If You Talk Jazz
And I Don’t Owe A Nigga No Favors
Take It Out Of The Bag And Dump The Blood Guts

Got A Couple Strags That Wanna Fuck Some
Put The Lighter To The L,
We Inhale Exhale, Take A Smoke
It Make You See It Back And Roll Up

Smoke Something, Hold Up
Smoke Something, Roll Up
Smoke Something
Oh, This The Type Of Shit 

That Make You See It Back
And Roll Up,
Smoke Something, Hold Up
Smoke Something, Roll Up

Smoke Something
Smoked Out When I’m Playing Call Of Duty
Smoked Out When I’m Going To The Movies
Smoked Out When I Buy A Bitch Gucci

Smoked Out When I’m Turning My Jacuzzi
I’m Counting Bread, I’m Getting Head
I’m The First Nigga, You Know What I Said

One Thing About Me, I Come Prepared
One Thing About Me, I Ain’t Never Scared
Gang Boy Stay On Point Like An Infrared
Jordan 3’s On My Feet It’s The Infrared

Got Money, Make It Rain, No Tears To Shed
Never Crying, Never Lying, Phoney Niggas Dying
My Haters Implyin That Lately I’m Trying
To Really Go Rising

My Grind Is Definin, They Look At My Rollie It’s Shinin
I Told Yp And No 9
Niggas Saying Me And Him Is Both Lying
Came Through, Both Of Us Got Deals

Shot Town Niggas And 
We Always Keep It Real
Chain Don’t Chill, Give 2 Fucks 
How A Phoney Nigga Feel

I Prolly Hit His Bitch, They See I’m In The Game
And They Sitting On The Bench
See A Nigga Getting It And 
They Try To Play The Grinch

I’m Fin To Cop A Car That’s Blacker Than My Lips
It’s Power In My Sour You Can Smell It On The Stench
I’m All About Bizness I Ain’t Worry Bout Friends
Most Of These Niggas Ain’t Getting No Ends

If I Started, Move Heartless
And I’ma Get Paid, That’s Regardless
I Swim In The Water With Sharks
Smoke As I Drive And I Smoke When I Park

Smoke Something, Hold Up
Smoke Something, Roll Up
Smoke Something
Oh, This The Type Of Shit 
That Make You See It Back

And Roll Up,
Smoke Something, Hold Up
Smoke Something, Roll Up
Smoke Something

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