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dayton family – smoke for free lyrics

yeah, b-tch
back in this motherf-cker for 1994
id, backstabba, and shoestring
and we ain’t buyin sh-t
ay this is for all those sack chasin hoes
hey you can’t smoke for free b-tch
ay you gonna give up some p-ssy, or some money or something, hoe
ay, so i’m a let my n-gg- i’d tell you tha scoop
id, wax them hoes, tack them hoes and school them hoes

i’m tired of you b-tches tryin to smoke for free b-tch
up some p-ssy or some motherf-ckin money
you b-tches got me f-cked up
thinkin you gonna smoke a sack and go home
with you eyes low
laughin i ain’t buyin that
so b-tches ante up or take your finger nasties home
that 1993 smoke for free sh-t been gone
i can’t smoke for free so why you b-tches think that y’all can?
hoes ante up or give some p-ssy to the bud man
that other n-gg- that you know, he might let you smoke for free
but that just goes to show, he’s a hoe
ain’t no hoe wit me i can’t be givin freebies
you ain’t that special to me girlfriend
even the world we livin in to get somewhere it’s gotta spend
your momma used to smoke like that
back before we started to trip
it’s 1994 so drop some dough we on that neutral tip
that indonesia that i toke, believe me girl
it ain’t no joke
my momma had to pay so b-tch you know you gotta pay to smoke
smokin tree with me and course you b-tches have your money out
ask my n-gg- pistol pete he know what the f-ck i’m talkin bout
my momma used to tell me son, don’t let them b-tches freeload on ya
now i got my underground, charge a b-tch to smoke diploma
ain’t no smokin out if you b-tches ain’t ready to throw that p
ain’t no smokin tree for free unless you hoes lay with me
be handy with your pocketbook your p-ssy walls your hips and lips
open that skirt without the slip then a rock can hit your fingertips
you bring some weed i bring some weed
and that’s just what it’s all about
ya get with doa they in to smokin stanky b-tches out
you can smoke a joint with me
but none of you b-tches can smoke my tree
oh yes you can my man but dig this sh-t you understand

you can’t smoke for free
you smoke a joint with me but none of you b-tches can smoke my tree
(no smoke, no smoke)
oh yes you can my man but understand
you can’t smoke for free
you smoke a joint with me but none of you b-tches can smoke my tree
(no smoke, no smoke)
oh yes you can my man but understand
you can’t smoke for free
you smoke a joint with me but none of you b-tches can smoke my tree
(no smoke, no smoke)
oh yes you can my man but understand
you can’t smoke for free

shoestring kickin b-tches -sses cause they tryin to smoke for free
don’t give a f-ck about a b i t c h unless you f-ckin me
hoes be on my nuts all day
ask them b-tches, i don’t play
drop them drawers and suck these b-lls
then b-tch then you can hit this dank
tryin to smoke a n-gg-s sack
shoestring’s not down with that
you can have this slice but you must bounce with that p-ssycat
b-tch cause i’m a freaky n-gg- freaky n-gg- b-tch i am
let me throw this helmet pop that coochie like bam bam
smokin in the motel, f-ckin in the hotel
you can’t smoke this tree for free but you get this sh-t for sale
drop that p-ssy to the flo’, rock it fast, pop it slow
don’t front you know about the rodeo show hoe
and i don’t see nuthin wrong with switchin our material
p-ssy for bud, bud for p-ssy you don’t hear me do’
all you sl-ts are out to gain, suck some d-ck and get some dank
if you got some bank then we can smoke your weed and drink your drink
b-tch, cause i ain’t got no time for dead hoes
i see your p-ssy lip lookin fat through them tight -ss clothes
my boy is bonin, my d-ck is hard as it can get
i’m guaranteed to smoke some weed and get that p-ssy wet
so put the kids to sleep and take them f-ckin panties off
the buddha’s crossin, i’m tossin, and i’m the forcin (foreskin)
runnin sh-t like a pimp told you hoes i would
it ain’t a b-tch smokin tree for free in my hood
so pack your bags, get your coat and b-tch hit the do’
it’s 94 if you ain’t f-ckin then you gots to go
you smoke a joint with me but none of you b-tches can smoke my tree

- dayton family lyrics

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