Lyrics:
shot, but spit that fire at her"
I see Pimp Ant, tryna shoot his lil piece of game
Big Chiefa holding down the whole city mane
Mr. Maintain said, "fuck it
we're up in smoke
Glued down by a gorilla
In a super silver haze
Looking for Cinderella
Only got 99 days
I'm fishing for black tuna
Jet fuel to keep
said Mr church man stop knocking at my door
I said oh Mr church man you know that I've heard it all before
When I go let me die fool by the sea
And if
they're taking toll
If you've been bad, Lord, I bet you have
And you've not been hit by flying lead
You've not been hit by flying lead
You'd better
what she need she wanna be Mrs. Wright
All them plays I done made
Boy I should've been in Vype
It don't take much to bag her I catch her she giggle
Come
smoke, they don't want none
Imma be posted by the fort, till that dope come, get some doe to lil bro
To make a store run, and if them folks come, just say
come on
[Snoop Dogg]
Hey, be -A-D this D-O-G, you got some Chronic smoke
I'm at the house, fresh out, Dogg and burned out
I can't find it so I
Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, hallelujah
I get paid to the decimal, taxing plus stacking
Yo, fuck federale, I smoke medicali
B-I-G Sean don, Juan
me?
I hate the way I live, I hate the way I live (c'mon, c'mon)
[Mr. Serv-On]
Niggaz act like we was close
I could see it in they eyes, what we had
Buck 10 is
Who Mr. 10 off a laptop is
Don't get that shit wrong nigga
He only pull up when the cash out
When I pull up you know its straight bread
Uh Uh
She asked for doe do I look like a fool to you
Straight off the top nigga im on that Uzi flow
She give me top but she got a lil booty tho
She be a crip
(Lil' Style)
Nine in the mornin, feds at my door (my door)
Lou Cortez creakin cross the hardwood floor (right)
Dippin through the alley I made my
selfish and I'll smoke my weed with no one
You know me
I'm young Happy P
Kick back aand blow a sweet
While my niggas move keys
Bitch please
I got G's
on the rack
Thinking they Kobe, and yet their whole demeanor is Shaq
I’m wan kenobi kicking Mr. Miyagi on wax (yo what the)
Gotta get off my ass cause I
written, we spend time spittin' in the booth
Sometimes it's like a pigeon coop
But it's all for the cause, yeah, so I'm
Gonna continue to MC and smoke
(Yeah)
(Yeah)
(Oh)
We finna smoke out that piggity-pack
Talk on the gang and lil buddy get whacked
Huh, yeah, I'm running it back
Stay wit them
puff by the pound
Throwin' this money, they waitin' for it to come down
Fall in the spot, but only real ones allowed
Start from the bottom that mean
Hopin' that it don't get shut
By these police makin' raids on those of us who know what's up
My lil' uzi weighs a ton, man, I truly ain't the one
My
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In
lost it (What?)
I can’t tell by the way these
White kids still mosh pit (yeah, okay)
I’m ashamed
That lil chain you rock ain’t a thang
(Facts, oh)
I got
It's ya boy Mr. 17-5,
Lil mama whole the strap and the work while I drive, (jea)
Take it out the wrap and I put it on the scale,
But keep that on da
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
the fuck
Look at him he's walking like a stupid fucking duck
Then i get to class and i'm sitting in my chair
Mr white said what's up yo!
But i didn't really
Discuss these i smoke fools by mr lil one Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In