lord stunnah - sippin & smokin lyrics
[hook: stunnah]
hop out, b-tch i pull up with a foreign
had to bounce, cus she couldn’t get her girls in
then i hit it, and i hit you in the morning
i said b-tch we just sippin & we smokin
sippin & smoking, sippin & smoking
we smoking & sippin
sippin it
[verse 1: stunnah]
sippin & smokin, with homies
the circle is small you can’t act like you know me
i cut n-ggas off man dem n-ggas was phony
i can’t trust noone before god & the holys
i hate when i meet a b-tch try to control me
if she acting up then i’m back to the old me
cause she know im og, that p-ssy stay on me
cause i got my weight up was all on my lonely
it was all by myself, never needed no help
this is all for the wealth
you act like you dont know yourself
f-cking with us is so bad for your health
calm down, with that juice shyt
sit back in the whip while i cruise shyt
cuss my pistol is creepin, it’ll leave your -ss sleeping my n-gga thats true shyt
love when she call me big poppa
streets call me tony montana
never brought hoes to my momma
yo no se como se llaman
never been one for the drama
i just been one for the commas
i get that one with the commas
that sh-t go straight to my mama
[hook: stunnah]
hop out, b-tch i pull up with a foreign
had to bounce, cus she couldn’t get her girls in
then i hit it, & i hit you in the morning
i said b-tch we just sippin & we smokin
sippin & smoking, sippin & smoking
we smoking & sippin
sippin & smoking, sippin & smoking
we smoking & sippin
sippin it
[2nd verse: stunnah]
best believe that if they hit us, we hold em
i gotta make sure that the pistol is stolen
we gotta make sure theres no finger prints on em
benjamin’s on em, now i sendem on em
we sippin & smokin,grippin & pointing
with hands that we using for sippin smoking
pickem he chosen,i flipem & brokem
like n-gga we sippin & smokin
the hooka still on so the b-tches stay near
bottles all over, & my n-ggas still here
they ask where its from when they check out our gear
that sh-t is exclusive, i say not from here
n-gga i’m rare, keep b-tches in pairs
being defeated eliminates fear
guided the lane & created our tier
get smoked while i sip u don’t wanna go there
hol up
sippin & smokin, smokin & sippin
counter clockwise with the arms i be lifting
bullets express man i thought you could feel them
the caps we be peelin, lift souls like its helium
smoking and sippin, sippin & smoking,if the strap jam i will holdem & chokem
beat him with chrome till,you dont know him
[hook: stunnah]
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