Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Smoke I Drank, artist - 2pieceDate of issue: 26.02.2017
Song language: English
I Smoke I Drank |
| Be Doctor! |
| Let’s welcome em to the Vault baby |
| Do it big nigga! |
| Do it big nigga! |
| Do it big nigga! |
| Stupid ass nigga |
| I smoke (Yea!), I drank (Yea!) |
| I’m supposed to stop but I can’t (Uh-huh) |
| I’ma dog (Yea!), I love hoes (Yea!) |
| And I’m addicted to money, cars and clothes |
| Do it big then |
| I do it big nigga |
| I do it big nigga |
| I do it big nigga |
| So many ways to get paid |
| Better, keep, fake, i. |
| d Sure y’all don’t try me It’s murder, I’m a server |
| Lyric life sentence |
| Relentless, a menace to society |
| Full of robberies so fuck it I hop in the bubble |
| Wrap the Beretta wit a rag |
| That Glock in the Cutlass |
| Nigga I’m always hustlin |
| And yea, round the Cadillacs |
| The alibam’s a must (Uh-huh, yea yea) |
| Crimey and grimey weed smuckers (Uh-huh, yea yea) |
| Money and weed, you know my mind see on the Don Don P With Mr. Magic and Traffic blowin some bomb weed (Uh-huh, yea yea) |
| In your mind, I call my pistol cause it stay by me (Uh-huh) |
| That’s like my brother, lucky mothers |
| We ain’t nothin to see (Uh-huh) |
| Or like my nigga Pete, but Uncle Pete |
| Or my partner Moe Pete, and Low Key |
| Nigga, you know me man |
| It ain’t no thang to cock it back and make you shake thug bang |
| Grab the weed, rhyming the coke name nigga, what’s up I do it big nigga |
| I do it big nigga |
| I do it big nigga |
| I ain’t got nuthin but dick for you hoes |
| I won’t trick, I ain’t sick for you hoes |
| I ain’t got nuthin to give to no nigga |
| Deal wit no nigga, chill wit no nigga |
| I’ma keep a stack of that funny smelling tobacco |
| Pistol in my hand, nigga ready to act a God damn fool, ignorant muthafucka bout to lose my cool |
| Let me smoke a goose so I can calm my nerves |
| Find me a duck, get some head in the Burb |
| I’ma fool on them hoes nigga |
| That’s my word, show me a dime and I’m bet I’m gettin' served |
| Everybody know me probably saw me half-cocked |
| Drunk, high in the club bout to get it hot |
| Louisiana nigga, down here we getting bucked (Bucked!) |
| And if we ain’t fighting, it’s probably cause we too fucked up! |
| I smoke (Yea!), I drank (Yea!) |
| I’m supposed to stop but I can’t (Uh-huh) |
| I’ma dog (Yea!), I love hoes (Yea!) |
| And I’m addicted to money, cars and clothes |
| Do it big then |
| I do it big nigga |
| I do it big nigga |
| I do it big nigga |
| I do it big |
| Lil Boosie do it big boy |
| Feel this here, check this out |
| Look |
| I smoke, I drank, I tote that iron (That iron) |
| Eyes stay red, and my guhl stay fine |
| I’ma problem child, I know you heard |
| I ain’t no turtle, I’ma crocodile (Crocodile!) |
| And I’ll serve ya See Lil Boosie from that South Side (That South Side!) |
| In they mouth got bout five |
| Got them Tees with dem Ree’s wit dem black and white cowel (Cowel!) |
| I want Ashanti, Beyonce and Trina |
| So I could hit her from the back, like I do my black nina |
| I miss my nigga Soulja Slim (Rest In Peace), and that’s for real |
| So in your memory I pop a pill, cock the steel |
| If you don’t like it you could take it to that level |
| That go the mo light, mo won’t you come and meet the Devil |
| Look, I’na put two labels on my back and start walking (Start walking!) |
| And it ain’t in six states now I got everybody talking |
| Look, and I thug (I thug), with my thugs (My thugs) |
| We getting paid from the block to the club |
| That’s what’s up nigga |
| I do it big nigga |
| I do it big nigga |
| I do it big nigga |