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SMOKE
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Ethan Ross
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Allow me to demonstrate the skill of shaolin, the special technique of shadow boxing DXNILKX Yo! Boy, you keep talkin' that sh*t So if you really 'bout it pull up and don't flinch and let's go I know you in love with that b*t*h Is she the one you callin' your wife? 'Cause that is my ho And she keep suckin' my d**k And don't you love the way she bend over and touch on her toes? B*t*h I know, he layin' low, 'cause he, don't, want, smoke B*t*h, I came up from the bricks Only way I thought I'd get out of that sh*t was a rope All my boy's hittin' them licks Either that, or they with the fiends and they sellin' that dope And since we ain't never had sh*t You gotta love the way a young n***a been drippin' in gold If he don't, he layin low, 'cause he, don't, want, smoke Say my name, lil' b*t*h, do it justice F**k this, I'ma go abuse another substance Cut with, a different cloth then the f**k sh*t Constant, panic on my mind from what I done did On me, b*t*h, I got bandz in my black jeans Tight grip, pu**y be controlling, she a mad ting Baffling, my haters broke, they say they fasting All cap, yo' pockets dust, it’s embarra**ing, yeah Let me address it, shawty wear that dress just for me, I undress it she looking sexy, she like it when I get aggressive The way she throw it back is oh-so impressive Uh, gonna be swinging fists, I’m dangerous to f**k boys I told him "Shut the f**k up," I do not wanna hear one noise I’m raging in the street with all goons we breaking windows He said his gang outside, you ain’t outside you little b*t*h ho Yo! Boy, you keep talkin' that sh*t So if you really 'bout it pull up and don't flinch and let's go I know you in love with that b*t*h Is she the one you callin' your wife? 'Cause that is my ho And she keep suckin' my d**k And don't you love the way she bend over and touch on her toes? B*t*h I know, he layin' low, 'cause he, don't, want, smoke B*t*h, I came up from the bricks Only way I thought I'd get out of that sh*t was a rope All my boy's hittin' them licks Either that, or they with the fiends and they sellin' that dope And since we ain't never had sh*t You gotta love the way a young n***a been drippin' in gold If he don't, he layin low, 'cause he, don't, want, smoke (Smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke)
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