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fredo santana - givin' out smoke lyrics

[hook: fredo santana]
i got thirty shots with me and you don’t want no smoke
and these b-tches want to f-ck but i only want the throat
all my n-ggas savages i swear we ain’t no joke
all these b-tches on my d-ck everywhere i f-cking go
and these n-ggas ain’t know sh-t, man i swear these n-ggas hoes
and for these n-ggas acting tough man, i’m giving out smoke
giving out smoke, i’m giving out smoke (2x)

[verse 1: fredo santana]
i can’t see you lil n-ggas ‘cuz the money in the way
you ain’t get no money, boy you know you in the way
and i’m getting so much cake, every day my birthday
“fredo you that n-gga,” that’s what them bad b-tches say
turn up on a f-ck n-gga, f-ck yo squad it’s just me an my n-ggas
i see i got a problem, p-ss my shooters my pistols (2x)
got some brand new toys trying to see if they work
called up mac he put a n-gga on a shirt

[hook]

[verse 2: gino marley]
i’m giving out smoke
money over all got me buying by the boat
in love with the game learned the hustle from my folks
no love for a b-tch but i could use your throat
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new spots got me giving out dope
got shooters all around and we giving out smoke
money counters count the cash, naked b-tches bag the dope
they say the money come with problems
but my problems come with smoke

[hook]

- fredo santana lyrics

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