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ft smoke dza dubb - hypnotized (ft. smoke dza) - dubb lyrics

it’s the aviators mega!

just my n-gg-s and some b-tches
we fush and they pan
double bottles, couple blunts
watch it all disappear
i scream out hey who f-ckin
and she whispered in my ear
she said i might..can i ask you how you feel

i’m super high, i’m f-cking wasted
if it wasn’t for my n-gg-s, i prolly would have never made it
beligering drunk, hey what the f-ck you want
i’m tryina get neck while i’m smoking a blunt
and maybe a friend could join in for the fun
hotel on wheels, got her poppin in the bunk
my type of party, spontaneuous jumps
promiscous girls, hop about them pants
hold down the guard, then bless my mens
cause ain’t no fun if the homies don’t get none
only room for riders, hold down the camera man
plus the b-tches on the driver, just a boom vroom vroom
b-tche getting naughty, everybody getting played
it’s the gangsta party

[hook]
just my n-gg-s and some b-tches
we f-ck sh-t in here
double bottles, couple blunts
watch it all disappear
i scream out hey who f-ckin
and she whispered in my ear
she said i might..can i ask you how you feel
i’m so drunk, and high, got me feeling hypnotized
i’m so drunk, and high, got me feeling hypnotized
i’m so drunk, and high, got me feeling hypnotized
i’m so drunk, and high, got me feeling hypnotized
i’m feeling hypnotized, you can see it in my eyes, girl

i don’t usually smoke, but i’m blowing drough cause i’m stressin
la n-gg- rollin up the cali, what i’m pouring up is that texas
body builder i’m flexing, am i coming up there’s no question
which they didn’t know, what you didn’t blow
so i’m crossin out on my exes
tic tac toes, these whack hoes, get the f-ck about my section
you ain’t tryina f-ck, b-tch you gotta get out,
that’s a waste of time, breath and effort
put my baddest b-tch on my worst that
and that will sh-t on your best selection
this is real rap resurrection, watch me kill cats with less agression
you ain’t b-mping up then you f-ckin up
me and smoke dizzy turn the f-ck sh-t up
when n-gg-s rhymes, these n-gg-s mimes
in they minds they acting like they touching us
form broads, wanna suck us up, cause me and my dogs
on the upping up
h-ll no she can’t f-ck with us
if her face lookin like what the f-ck
pullin up and my ride clean
clear as eye ball, no vizine
going high speed, n-gg- my team
showing high beans on the wide screen
i be on that next sh-t, aviators all on my next sh-t
lame n-gg-s ain’t getting in, if your name ain’t up on that guest list

- ft smoke dza dubb lyrics

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