Song parody of
Smoke
by Melly Capone
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Pussy Ass Bitch Nigga
I got smoke I'ma blow it
Got a 9 on my hip watch i tote it
I'ma shoot him in the head leave him open
She got murder on her face and i wrote it
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
The pressure i got i can't hold it
The 9 on my hip I'ma blow it
My Nina caught a fit i throw it
The smoke that you got i'ma grow it
He think that he gangsta i know it (i know it)
The beam on his head it be glowing
My 40 be cheating she hoeing
Cause she jump from legs shots to the head
And she jump from head shots to the leg
But she know where to go when it come to the feds
Nina my bad bitch
She bout action
She a savage
She get to clapping
That bitch go BOW BOW if he talking cash shit (Boom boom boom)
I got real pressure (Let's go)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
You know how a nigga be coming bout 1Real
Play with them and you know it's a done deal
Cock it back and just let the Mac spill
Got the pack on the gas and it's vacuum sealed
Glock got a big dick I'm calling it Tar Heel
Melly G i'ma Gangsta I'm too real
Melly not playing he shooting the force field
I can't stop till i get me a fucking deal
You know how I'm coming i ain't playing with niggas
See i just be spraying at niggas
I find where you niggas be laying at nigga
You and yo lame ass niggas
Uglaaah lil stanking ass niggas
Who you bank with ass niggas
Where yo man at ass nigga
Can i get a gram ass nigga
I got smoke I'ma blow it
Got a 9 on my hip watch i tote it
I'ma shoot him in the head leave him open
She got murder on her face and i wrote it
Pressure
I got real pressure (Let's go)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
Pussy Ass Bitch Nigga
I got smoke I'ma blow it
Got a 9 on my hip watch i tote it
I'ma shoot him in the head leave him open
She got murder on her face and i wrote it
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
The pressure i got i can't hold it
The 9 on my hip I'ma blow it
My Nina caught a fit i throw it
The smoke that you got i'ma grow it
He think that he gangsta i know it (i know it)
The beam on his head it be glowing
My 40 be cheating she hoeing
Cause she jump from legs shots to the head
And she jump from head shots to the leg
But she know where to go when it come to the feds
Nina my bad bitch
She bout action
She a savage
She get to clapping
That bitch go BOW BOW if he talking cash shit (Boom boom boom)
I got real pressure (Let's go)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
You know how a nigga be coming bout 1Real
Play with them and you know it's a done deal
Cock it back and just let the Mac spill
Got the pack on the gas and it's vacuum sealed
Glock got a big dick I'm calling it Tar Heel
Melly G i'ma Gangsta I'm too real
Melly not playing he shooting the force field
I can't stop till i get me a fucking deal
You know how I'm coming i ain't playing with niggas
See i just be spraying at niggas
I find where you niggas be laying at nigga
You and yo lame ass niggas
Uglaaah lil stanking ass niggas
Who you bank with ass niggas
Where yo man at ass nigga
Can i get a gram ass nigga
I got smoke I'ma blow it
Got a 9 on my hip watch i tote it
I'ma shoot him in the head leave him open
She got murder on her face and i wrote it
Pressure
I got real pressure (Let's go)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)
I got real pressure (I got pressure)
I got real smoke (I got smoke)