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zotiyac – weed smoker lyrics

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[hook]
wam
blowing cookie im a weed smoker
laid up in yo crib with yo b+tch, im a freed loader
we keep bread so we keep toasters
40 on me shoot a straight face, like i play poker
mac on me it ain’t no face paint come get this makeover
n+gga pulled up thinking im a lash then he got f+cked over
i don’t know yo lane but it ain’t this one move the f+ck over
out in traffic with them red beams like pull the f+ck over

[verse 1]
jugged a n+gga i used to kick it with, i pulled a f+ck over
i been off so many drugs this month i feel like f+ck sober
i ain’t wanna, hit the b+tch too long i had to f+ck sober
see a clown, fire off a round, i feel like f+ck joker
i told my brother if he snitch he ain’t my bro no more
i told my b+tch you ain’t tryna get rich you ain’t my hoe no more
got caught lackin at the gas station he don’t go no more
these n+ggas act like b+tches it’s a difference? i don’t know no more
[verse 2]
aye, blowing cookie like a weed smoker
riding in the whip, with yo b+tch and she a seat soaker
feed a n+gga this full 30 clip, we finna feed vultures
treat the cops like opps, b+tch im clutching if i see popers
im bussing off the top, ooh im hot, he a heat stroker
the seals getting ripped, out this b+tch i ain’t a sea soldier
b+tch ain’t got no drive don’t make no moves i gotta repo her
f+ck it ima, put it on her feet, the b+tch can bleed loafers
jugged a b+tch i used to kick it with, i told her be older
i told her shut up grow the f+ck up you don’t need shoulders
if you don’t put a buck up then yo knuck up baby we over
get the b+tch to push the baby for me i don’t need strollers
n+gga you a sleeping daisy f+cking with my weed growers
airing sh+t out, we in yo grass, like a leaf blower
let a n+gga run up for some pack and it’s gon be over
im in the trap, bagging up that stank it got that feet odor

[hook]
blowing cookie im a weed smoker
laid up in yo crib with yo b+tch, im a freed loader
we keep bread so we keep toasters
40 on me shoot a straight face, like i play poker
mac on me it ain’t no face paint come get this makeover
n+gga pulled up thinking im a lash then he got f+cked over
i don’t know yo lane but it ain’t this one move the f+ck over
out in traffic with them red beams like pull the f+ck over



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