Keny A, Lil Wayne, Lil Mouse - Get smoked lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Keny A, Lil Wayne, Lil Mouse - Get smoked lyrics]
09, we tote my niggas ain’t no joke
And we keep them blows
So please don’t get smoked
Fuck around with them fuck-arounds
And you fuck around and get smoked
Fuck around with them fuck-arounds
And you fuck around and get smoked
Corlay RIP him, Darnell RIP him
If you disrespect them
Then you gone meet them
My niggas rollin for for
Features that bitch going, she a eater
She was a good girl, I turned her to a eater
Hit squad, yea nigga
30 clip and them hollow tips make
Him do the running man
Glock 40 I’m tuckin it I’m
Rolling with my hitters
I’ll send my hitters out to go get you
Hella bands, hella bands
Hit the club throwing hella bands
Heavy load, throwing hella bands
In the club doing the money dance
Hella bands, hella bands
Hit the club throwing hella bands
Heavy load, throwing hella bands
In the club doing the money dance
Niggas talking shit in the club
He better watch his self
Melly got the 30 on his hip
He gone need some help
I’m a gangster, nigga
And I could do this shit my fucking self
Pistol hit his melon it ain’t
Gone be nothing left
09, we tote my niggas ain’t no joke
And we keep them blows
So please don’t get smoked
Fuck around with them fuck-arounds
And you fuck around and get smoked
Fuck around with them fuck-arounds
And you fuck around and get smoked
Runnin around with my gangstas
Runnin up in these yellow hoes
Everybody wanna fuck my bitch
Her pussy lips like heaven doors
It’s pussy, money, and kush
Skateboards and shrooms
These niggas think they the shit
These niggas perfume
Hollygrove, so Hollygrove
All I know is Hollygrove
I’m sick with it, I’ve been diagnosed
We don’t cut the coke, that’s diet coke
These niggas broke, I’m paid in full
Blood gang, Red Bull
My tounge is like a surf board
And her pussy is like a wave pool tunechi!
And we keep them blows
So please don’t get smoked
Fuck around with them fuck-arounds
And you fuck around and get smoked
Fuck around with them fuck-arounds
And you fuck around and get smoked
Corlay RIP him, Darnell RIP him
If you disrespect them
Then you gone meet them
My niggas rollin for for
Features that bitch going, she a eater
She was a good girl, I turned her to a eater
Hit squad, yea nigga
30 clip and them hollow tips make
Him do the running man
Glock 40 I’m tuckin it I’m
Rolling with my hitters
I’ll send my hitters out to go get you
Hella bands, hella bands
Hit the club throwing hella bands
Heavy load, throwing hella bands
In the club doing the money dance
Hella bands, hella bands
Hit the club throwing hella bands
Heavy load, throwing hella bands
In the club doing the money dance
Niggas talking shit in the club
He better watch his self
Melly got the 30 on his hip
He gone need some help
I’m a gangster, nigga
And I could do this shit my fucking self
Pistol hit his melon it ain’t
Gone be nothing left
09, we tote my niggas ain’t no joke
And we keep them blows
So please don’t get smoked
Fuck around with them fuck-arounds
And you fuck around and get smoked
Fuck around with them fuck-arounds
And you fuck around and get smoked
Runnin around with my gangstas
Runnin up in these yellow hoes
Everybody wanna fuck my bitch
Her pussy lips like heaven doors
It’s pussy, money, and kush
Skateboards and shrooms
These niggas think they the shit
These niggas perfume
Hollygrove, so Hollygrove
All I know is Hollygrove
I’m sick with it, I’ve been diagnosed
We don’t cut the coke, that’s diet coke
These niggas broke, I’m paid in full
Blood gang, Red Bull
My tounge is like a surf board
And her pussy is like a wave pool tunechi!