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Smoke Out Lyrics

[Birdman]


What's up Chop (What's happenin wit ya baby)


nigga how you feel comin'out that project nigga


to these E-States and floatin on these million dollar yahts


smokin these thousand dollar Marlboro's





[Chorus 2X: Magnolia Chop]


You gotta roll that weed nigga let it burn


bust then burn nigga wait yo' turn


roll it up I'm smokin


roll it up I'm chokin





[Birdman]


We got weed in the mornin', weed for the homies


weed in the back of the Coupe I been smokin my nigga


I went from G's and thieves nigga


we blowin the weed my nigga-fuckin wit freaks nigga (hot boys)


I'm in that Bentley Coupe nigga


from Shine On video to six foot shorty too my nigga


and yeah we headed up town nigga


blow after pound my niggaz puttin it down nigga


and yeah ridin big is my crown nigga


holdin my rounds nigga-holdin my town my nigga (believe that)


to be the boss that I be nigga


and smoke weed everyday of the week nigga


on Stunna Island nigga fuckin with them G niggaz


we gettin money everyday of the week nigga


it's fast money nigga-Cash Money made me


we blow that purple everyday in my city streets





[Chorus]





[Ta]


I'm headed to Stunna Island it's lovely over there


sand in my toes feel the breeze in my hair


in the two piece Chenell shades and the (??)


Chenell beach bags where I keep the weed stash


and I ain't gotta tell you what the ice like


mothafucker this is Cash Money you know what the life like


you smoke what you can, we smoke what we want


it's never back yard boogy, straight stock yard funk


the higher ponic chronic, blueberry, and white russian


get it by the block it ain't open for discussion


I ain't touchin and puffin nothin give me a charge


I'm float with the cloud above and then go with the stars


blow dro with my girl Venus on the way to Mars


they say you need a ship but niggaz get there in they cars


Uhhhh we smoke out till we choke out


I'm clearin my throat and I'm at it again my nigga no doubt





[Chorus]





[6 Shot]


I took a half a block, gettin my ice box for freshness


got half the block complainin how loud the stench is


Pewhheeeee pimpin (??)purple or blue, white widow


cause after a few hits ya through


can't get no realer then 6 Shot baby


hot like a smokin tree baby you think I'm crazy


keep the windows foggy in the black Harley


puffin on Bob Marley the sticky ick-no seeds and sticks


gotta love it bout the size of ya finger


get a light nigga this one's a banger fuckin right


got that light green, red, orange, yellow


got that strawberry, large cherry, bubble gum, vanilla wrap


you ever ask a nigga bout me


cause them hoes know Shot blows guns 7 days a week


Huh picture I'm an O.G.


from a gram, to a quarter, to a half, to a whole Ki





[Chorus]