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horseshoe g.a.n.g - i do be doubie smokin' lyrics

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[verse 1: kenny]
my baby mother text me with some stupid sh-t
my b-tch hit me up on some foolishness
what these bill collectors asking for is ludicrous
like an anthropologist i’m going through some sh-t
on god, i’m trying not to hit the wall homie
it’s 8pm and i ain’t hit at all homie
my f-cking bucket is starting to stall on me
a few reasons why the weed seems to call on me
on god, on god, my drive’s better than jim connor
imma get dollars [?] on god
on god, to chase his dream’s a true mission
just the struggles of a musician
on god, n-gga f-ck your money
imma [?] this e.b.t out like what’s so funny n-gga
on god, for relieving my stress g, imma chief on this gr-ss please
no reason to ask me

[hook]
do you be smoking? i do be smokin’
sh-t, i do be doubie smokin’
sh-t, i do be doubie smokin
sh-t, i do be doubie smokin
do you be smoking? i do be smokin’
sh-t, i do be doubie smokin’
sh-t, i do be doubie smokin
sh-t, i do be doubie smokin

[verse 2: kenny]
i’m posted at the county buildin’
peeping the disgruntled people and the rowdy children
i can relate to their situation that’s how we liven
trying to stay above water still got a drowning feelin’
seems we can’t get a way, so we get away to cope
there’s different ways, to get away, my getaway’s my dope
when i hit a j, i’m feeling great, i’m finna raise [?]
puff, [?] way up, and a way he goes man on god
on god i won’t give f-cks
i won’t give in, give out, give up
on god, on god, heat that k!ll a n-gga
if i don’t, keith might have to k!ll a n-gga
on god, i ain’t gonna front
i be on one, when there’s no blunt man
on god, for relieving my stress g, imma chief on this gr-ss please
no reason to ask me

[hook]

my baby mother text me with some stupid sh-t
my b-tch hit me up on some foolishness
what these bill collectors asking for is ludicrous
like an anthropologist i’m going through some sh-t
on god, i’m trying not to hit the wall homie
it’s 8pm and i ain’t hit at all homie
my f-cking bucket is starting to stall on me
a few reasons why the weed seems to call on me



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