SMOKE Lyrics

I believe that I can breathe in

What the fuck, cause that shit was reefing

Feels so good cause my life has a reason

It's been a long time, I already know what's up

Been through so much

That bitch chokin' and smokin' but she getting high

The feeling is hopeless, the sickness applies

Don't open that window, you're letting in flies

But bitch, don't you know that you're killing the vibe

I remember when I left, your sexy ass Back in California, oh, the time has passed

That fucker changed my life,

I gave him ass

If Mona Lisa had a price, I'd pay him that

Your sex is giving, it is fire I believe I'm his desire

I don't know what you really want Down the damn road, there's another hoe

The reason I'm wilding out, I'll just kill me another bitch

If I find out my nigga fucking somebody else on my shift

I got another roll, we smoke by the pound, we like the fuck, we go for rounds

I hope your feelings are changing From the smoke that's been in your brains man

Now you can leave and put down my drinks man

You know we fuck, better on the weekend

I hope you know your bitch is high, she's sleeping

I hope you know you got the plans for creeping

I hope I never ever hurt her feelings

It gets so real that I don't plan on leaving

It gets so real that I don't plan on leaving don't plan on leaving

Fuck all your feelings, fuck all my feelings

The shit gets real and okay now I get it

Your nigga wonder when he gon' be in it

Oh, and I feel it, I feel it This ass is jiggly just feel it

That dick is silly, This ass is silly, it's silly

Your sex is giving, it is fire I believe I'm his desire

I don't know what you niggas want Cus down the damn road, there's another hoe

Ooh, that man got some dick in his pants I think that I love him, all over again

Dance, dance dick in his pants, I'm entertaining another bitch, man

He fuck with me, cus we vibing

I do take the dick it's delighting

I get his attention when he walk by me I know I'm your nigga wifey

The reason I'm wildin out I"ll just kill me another bitch

If I find out my nigga fucking somebody I'll sell my shift

I got another roll, we smoke by the pound

We like to fuck, we go for rounds

I hope your feelings are changing From the smoke that's been in your brains man

Now you can leave and put down my drinks then

You know we fuck better on the weekend

I'm feeling, I'm feeling high

Baby, that touched the spot

I'm feeling, I'm feeling high

Baby, that touched the spot