Smoke Em' Lyrics

Spinning round the globe josh gates

Stomping on the gas no brakes

Straight to the room no dates

Shorty you ain't special it's the cakes

Dreamed I was broke got the shakes

Lie detector ringing round snakes

Large on the plan we don't see a b

Mind of the man stays on a b

I ran outta pity

Big dog barking in the city

None of your concern who's wit me

I'm a little petty like Fifty

Come for me I tend to get gritty

No jazz but I get busy

Said she wanted cream with the glizzy

Uh uh uh did you miss me

Run ricky run run run ricky run

Everybody gonna get smoked when I come

Real big balls and they weigh about a ton

Undercover missions gotta play dumb

Yea, I'm way up

I stay up

I lay up

I lay up

With t ya lady

Too crazy

Too wavy

If you ask me for mercy it's no

Do me dirty I'll be on go

Be the bigger person no thank you

Ace ventura I'll spank you

Crushing up green on a dub

Took one hit I'm in love

I was driving home outer space

Red eyes poking out my face I was geeked up

I was paranoid straight tweaked up

Already Friday time creeped up

Loudest in the room is the weak one

Any quiet girl is the freak one

Damn can a g just keep one

Mandatory payback I did not forget

Gotta get you back

Gotta get you back

Yea and that's that