Young Dolph - Smoke My Weed lyrics

[Young Dolph - Smoke My Weed lyrics]

(Listen to this track, bitch, Drumma Boy)
Like, I don't know what
This shit called, man, like
I just got a gift
Man to run this motherfuckin' paper up
(Oh, you special) like, I just feel special
Don't know what it is (Okay)
Ayy

All these bitches love me 'cause I'm special
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Thirty bitches on me like Hugh Hefner (Woo)
Woah, woah, woah, yeah, she fine as fuck
But she bisexual
Uh, uh, uh, boy, I'm a heavyweight
You just a feather (Ayy, ayy)
The only nigga in the club with an umbrella
(Make it rain on them hoes)
Middle of the summer, rockin'
A Gucci sweater, ayy
My jewelry box is so precious, man
That's my treasure (My treasure box)
Got her legs up in the air
Panties on the dresser (Ha ha haha)
I got her number
But only call her for pleasure
(Brrt, ayy, where you at?)
They ask how was I so successful
'cause I'm special (It's Dolph)
That strong, it came from Cali
Reggie came from Texas (Uh, huh)
Say you want twenty of 'em
Meet me at the Checkers (Pull up)

Luxury lifestyle and shoppin' sprees (yeah)
She just wanna fuck and smoke my weed
(Ayy, hold up, lil' mama)
I told my homeboy everything on me
(Ha, ayy, it's on me)
I got two for you and two for me
(Bad bitches)
If that bitch ain't fuckin', make her leave
(Oh, you gotta go, lil' mama)
Try one of my niggas, I'ma squeeze (Uh, huh)
I just smoked a pound of lemon tree (Woo)
She just wanna fuck and smoke my weed

Ha, hold up
She just wanna fuck and smoke my dope
(Goddamn)
She asked, can she hit my cup? And I said
"Nope" (Hell nah)
Trappers in the hood look up
To me like the Pope (It's Dolph)
Your bitch jump on my dick
Like she jumpin' rope (yeah, yeah)
Took my bitch overseas and jumped on a boat
(Jumped on a boat)
What the fuck is ten stacks? I
Spent that on a coat (Swag)
I'm not a distinguished gentleman
I'm a distinguished trapper
They asked what I do for fun
I said, "Mm, shit on rappers, " uh
I'm nothin' like the rest of 'em (Nah)
Go to war with the best of 'em (yeah)
She bad, I already fucked her (yeah)
My bad, I didn't know you love her
Freshest nigga that's in it
Pinky ring look like I'm pimpin'
Six rings like Scotty Pippen
Luxury how I'm livin' (Ayy)

Luxury lifestyle and shoppin' sprees (yeah)
She just wanna fuck and smoke my weed
(Ayy, hold up, lil' mama)
I told my homeboy everything on me
(Ha, ayy, it's on me)
I got two for you and two for me
(Bad bitches)
If that bitch ain't fuckin', make her leave
(Oh, you gotta go, lil' mama)
Try one of my niggas, I'ma squeeze (Uh, huh)
I just smoked a pound of lemon tree (Woo)
She just wanna fuck and smoke my weed (Ha)

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