| If rap don’t sell, it’s back to hitting cells
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| New chinchillas, I fuck with fairytales
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| Hair on point, makeup done very well
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| (It's me and you up in the stars, baby)
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| I might pull up in that rover, rover
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| Drive it like it’s stolen, stolen
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| She don’t wanna pick her phone up, phone up
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| Daddy said «Hope you’re not smoking», smoking
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| I might pull up in that rover, rover
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| Driving like it’s stolen, stolen
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| She don’t wanna pick her phone up, phone up
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| Daddy said «Hope you’re not smoking», smoking
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| I’m dressed head to toe in Jordan
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| Your pussy game is awesome
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| Money fallin' like it’s autumn
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| The weed I’m smoking is imported
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| Treat you like my lawyer, so important
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| They think I’m crazy the way I fuck up the Porsche
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| You my lady so I’m eatin' you on all fours
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| Before the rap, I was serving fiends
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| Now it’s Mike Amiri jeans and now we shopping for Celine
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| If rap don’t sell, it’s back to hitting cells
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| New chinchillas, I fuck with fairytales
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| Hair on point, makeup done very well
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| (It's me and you up in the stars, baby)
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| I might pull up in that rover, rover
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| Drive it like it’s stolen, stolen
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| She don’t wanna pick her phone up, phone up
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| Daddy said «Hope you’re not smoking», smoking
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| I might pull up in that rover, rover
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| Driving like it’s stolen, stolen
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| She don’t wanna pick her phone up, phone up
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| Daddy said «Hope you’re not smoking», smoking
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| Spendin' money uptown, new receipts
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| In my Balmains, been gettin' it from my True-y jeans
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| Gotta watch my words at every chance 'cause you a queen
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| If love’s a drug, I’ma dick instrument, you my fiend
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| And if I’m shopping up in Louis, then it’s his and hers
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| I sell her half a brick and buy my girl a Louis belt
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| She know I’m Bando Baby 29, I do the dirt
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| The fiends all say I whip it up too good, it’s too subvert
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| If rap don’t sell, it’s back to hitting cells
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| New chinchillas, I fuck with fairytales
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| Hair on point, makeup done very well
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| (It's me and you up in the stars, baby)
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| I might pull up in that rover, rover
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| Drive it like it’s stolen, stolen
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| She don’t wanna pick her phone up, phone up
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| Daddy said «Hope you’re not smoking», smoking
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| I might pull up in that rover, rover
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| Driving like it’s stolen, stolen
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| She don’t wanna pick her phone up, phone up
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| Daddy said «Hope you’re not smoking», smoking
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| (I might pull up in that rover, rover) Nathaniel London
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| (Driving like it’s stolen, stolen)
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| (She don’t wanna pick her phone up, phone up)
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| (Daddy said «Hope you’re not smoking», smoking) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Smoking , by - D-Block Europe. Song from the album Home Alone, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп