polus - little smokey lyrics
little smokey lyrics
[intro]
no one can make me trust in a hoe (trust in a hoe)
feeling like eazy+e with my 64 (with my 64) (skk)
cro+cro+crossing down the street, selling the dope (selling the dope)
give me the god d+mn money or i’m gonna lose control
[interlude]
break yourself, fool!
look what you did to my curtain
you better watch who window you climb before you get blasted on
with what? you ain’t got nothin’, man
with this
[verse 1]
no one can make me trust in a hoe (trust in a hoe)
feeling like eazy+e with my 64 (with my 64) (skk)
cro+cro+crossing down the street, selling the dope (selling the dope)
give me the god d+mn money or i’m gonna lose control (yea)
with the big clothes, and the big bandanas (grrah, graah) (big shotta)
feeling like a blood with ak with banana (paw, paw, paw)
playing f+ckin games (paw), but i ain’t play nada (paw)
’cause i go crazy y te rompo la cara (b+tch)
[chorus]
ru+ru+runnning from the cops, too high to feel my face
smoking h+lla weed, f+ckin b+tches every week
same+same weak rappers, thats p+ssys all fakes
free my bro tay k (skk), b+tch i did the race
[hook]
running from the cops, shawty want my c+ck, and, i want the glock, and, i wanna (pa, pa, pa)
running from the cops, shawty want my c+ck, and i want the glock, and i wanna (pa, pa, pa)
[verse 2]
pr+pr+pray for me, i pray for white tee (for my white, for my), yea
blue jeans, reebooks on me, dreaming nikes (dreaming nikes, dreaming), yea
black raiders cap, f+ck the racists (f+ck the racist), yea
from the east coast, you can’t try this (you can’t try, you can’t), yea
i be smoking trees, i be smoking the brocoli (smoke brocoli)
flexing sosa ring, i dont want no deals (no deals)
im so fresh so clean, f+ck the braces on my t++th (on my t++th)
golden houston breath, shawty i want the gold grills
im so high too understand what f+ckin you say
you understand what f+ckin i say?
i keep making music and i don’t have pay
i have no fame, and i’m still the be greatest
[chorus]
ru+ru+runnning from the cops, too high to feel my face
smoking h+lla weed, f+ckin b+tches every week
same+same weak rappers, thats p+ssys all fakes
free my bro tay k (skk), b+tch i did the race
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