Текст песни Big Smitty - Free Smoke
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We got that green stuff, Big Tite Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg Fin to put it all in why'all face I got too much money, too much cash I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue tha? Twenty two that, pounds of dro I done blew that You should of knew that, the Slim Thug gon' shine My ear rings cost a dime, I read Rolex Times I'm top of the line, you can tell when I open my mouth I bet nobody got mo' princess cut teeth, than the Boss Open your mouth up you lost, I'm blinding these boys I'm joining rocks in your blocks, in candy blue toys Talking noise, 'cause I ain't old enough to drank But I got mo' cash to last, than your daddy in the bank I'm top rank, Slim Thug gon' talk the talk Walk the walk, we can bet ball for ball We some paid young G's, with too much cash Too much flow and do', talking too much trash ha [Chorus: Repeat 2X] Too much money, too much cash All why'all haters, can kiss our ass We got too much money, too much cash All why'all haters, can kiss our ass Too much money is what I got, like Scarface I rap a lot S-Type Jag straight off the lot, believe me dog I'm really hot I'm swanging four's and thinking thoed, banging hoes and changing clothes Smoking dro and doing shows, paper stack can never fold I bought the car and I bought the house, I represent the Dirty South Got more syrup than Waffle House, run through hoes like Marshall Faulk I talk the talk and walk the walk, 'cause nigga I'm a G Lil Flip is who I be, I know your gal know me 'Cause I wear a Roley, that look like a snowman And I push a Jag, you just gotta see it man I'm sitting on Dubs, kinda like a blank tape You see them rocks in my teeth, ain't none of em fake Give me a break, you think I'm lying or something I'm at the mall with your hoe, and she buying me something I'm a young pimp, with a whole lot of cash And why'all haters, why'all can kiss our ass [Chorus: Repeat 2X] I got too much M-O-N-E-why Anything I S-E-E, I be -you-why Pull a Bentley off the lot, and ran that thang in the wall We throw Crys in the air laugh, and watch it fall Watch me ball, as the Dub spin like a top I got crunk when I stopped, and made my pop trunk wop Girls bop, automatic cause I'm top of the line I cut my beep past six, and I raise the top of your spine I'ma shine, Sucka Free, Boss Hogg in a row You can catch me fresh and braided, or rugged and fro You see the Spre's on the car, I bet you my people like the rock When girls see Tite, Flip and Slim they say... pulling cameras out Damn I'm hot, when I hit the club I'm bound to line to the bar And for the first hundred people, I'm insuring they car Attracting your star, cause nigga my piece attracting your car We got too much green, and that's real by far [Chorus: Repeat 2X] |
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