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LIL' WYTE - My Smokin' Song



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[Chorus: repeat 2X]
  This is my smokin' song
  It ain't very long, but guaranteed to get the job done
  Smoke one, what the fuck you waitin' on
  Get high, I'd love to blaze you high as the sky
  But it hot, Wyte how hot, So hot ya brain about to fry
  
  [Lil' Wyte]
  Check it out I roll with Swisher Sweets
  And all day long I'm down to smoke
  When it comes to chiefin' dope
  Its got to be dro to make me choke
  What's the word up on the low
  I'm a let you know soon as I hear
  That dro gone take a few hours
  But I got hook ups on that pure
  What you want player What you need
  Comes to you no stems or seeds
  Twist it up just as quickly as you get it and you will see
  Swisher Sweets and greenary
  Gone leave you floatin' like the sea
  Carribean Islands where I find them dope dealers supplin' me
  I got no time for yo bullshit
  When you say you ain't got my goods
  Check yo references and find out I'm reliable in the hood
  Give me bab I wish you would
  You'll see just how Lil' Wyte work
  Say you pushin thunder chicken
  Bag it up let's watch it twurk
  If it's some dirt, then you'll get no cheese in return when I come back
  The only reason I do that
  Is to get a refund on my stack
  But if its fire I'm comin' back
  To get some mo and that's a fact
  Bet's the believe it's got to be goody goody green
  That's where it's at
  
  [Chorus: repeat 2X]
  This is my smokin' song
  It ain't very long, but guaranteed to get the job done
  Smoke one, what the fuck you waitin' on
  Get high, I'd love to blaze you high as the sky
  But it hot, Wyte how hot, So hot ya brain about to fry
  
  [Lil' Wyte]
  So you got a quarter key of some that California chronic
  If its fire I'm jumpin' on it
  And if it ain't I'm bouncin' off it
  It ain't no profit comin' back
  A big ole bag of Bobby Brown
  Soon as get that shit I'm Frayser bound
  And down to smoke a pound
  I never frown as long as that Mary Jane is all up in my system
  Too bad you miss them What
  Them six blunt that we turned to victims
  Its on again
  Like you got a two liter coke and a fifth of Hen
  Steppin' in everywhere you go fallin' down
  Cause you ten seats in the wind
  Throwin' up nothin' but liquer and bud
  Slow ya roll dog you to fuck up
  You gone end up like the rest of them fools
  Face down in the flo' cause you got to buck
  I got some problems just like you do too
  But there's always tommorrow
  Will mo solve em'
  Pass me the blunt I'm gettin tired of hittin on this bottle
  It's almost over for me and you
  My ass about to pass out
  One mo thing before I go
  Never mind just put that fuckin' dope out
  I'm smoked out
  And there ain't no way I'm gone keep on a going
  I should of been in bed a long time ago
  I know it
  
  [Chorus: repeat 2X]
  This is my smokin' song
  It ain't very long, but guaranteed to get the job done
  Smoke one, what the fuck you waitin' on
  Get high, I'd love to blaze you high as the sky
  But it hot, Wyte how hot, So hot ya brain about to fry




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