sha hef - smokin' lo lyrics
[verse 1]
my positions been in-scripted in a stone tablet
boss crafted from a lone fabric
a known savage in my habitat
stay where the chicken and the cabbage at
smoking back to back like i got cataracts
[?] the pressure, dope color uncle fester
stash the cheddar and beretta in your mother dresser
i took the b-tch and i caressed her, felt the texture
took her mind and i inject her with my crooked lectures
pop ’em like a percocet when i squirt the tec
bend his earth to get the perfect plex
you n-ggas worthless, i’m curt hennig, mr. perfect
broke b-tches never f-ck with ’em, i been allergic
my weed is louder than a hemmy though
i’m off a gallon of that remy [?]
machete on, quick to let that semi go
and smokin’ lo, i’m still quick with the jabs
served your father when he was hitting that bag
[hook]
said i sold too many o’s to be a hoes savior
word to blood, smokin’ lo fraizer
got no love for a b-tch, see my heart is like a froze glacier
told you before, smokin’ lo fraizer
i got a neck full of gold, cut a n-gga with ramone’s razor
you know the name, smokin’ lo fraizer
they ain’t seen a n-gga like me since jesus in a cold manger
what’s my name, smokin’ lo fraizer
[verse 2]
local n-gga but the c0ke is bolivian
i smoke my lungs out to oblivion
while jet skiing through the waters off the sh0r- in the carribean
the slim b-tch the color cinnamon
you see i only touch the finest breeze
some fiji water, smoke the finest trees
purple labeled denim in designer v’s
i hit it once than i decline the fee’s
this b-tch was necking me so long i swear to god i couldn’t find her knees
i take your b-tch and i stroke her, roll up a fifty of oprah
that’s to the face, i’m a habitual smoker
got a b-tch to blow a line of that coca
and now she love me like sosa
wrap it up then put it back in the chocha
need a b-tch that’s ’bout her money like oprah
and stack the chips like it’s poker
stash the holster underneath the roper
stash the diesel underneath the sofa
in case the foes rush, don’t go nuts
just roll some more dope up
[hook]
said i sold too many o’s to be a hoes savior
word to blood, smokin’ lo fraizer
got no love for a b-tch, see my heart is like a froze glacier
told you before, smokin’ lo fraizer
i got a neck full of gold, cut a n-gga with ramone’s razor
you know the name, smokin’ lo fraizer
they ain’t seen a n-gga like me since jesus in a cold manger
what’s my name, smokin’ lo fraizer
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