| I spaz on these hoes like the Birdman
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| Mr. Benton bitch its curtains
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| So fresh and clean with no detergent
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| Ill nigga get a surgeon
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| You gotta watch out for the serpent
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| If that pussy good she’ll get a Birkin
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| I fill my Thermos up with Bourbon
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| So high like «where the fuck the Earth went?»
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| Oh no, nigga this is a horror show
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| We run this shit better work on your cardio
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| We killing shit nigga like the Sicario
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| After the show its a party ho
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| Pop out the gutter like Mario
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| Get the dough from to Barbie, yo
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| I cried when Benny shot at Carlito
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| I fucked a lot of hoes I hardly know
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| Hallelujah rest in peace to Prince
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| My niggas falling out that’s word to Peter Wentz
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| Niggas wonder why the FV split
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| I’m independent they can’t tell me shit
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| I’m drunk as fuck I hit the cement twice
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| I pop a pill to help me sleep at night
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| Hallelujah word to Jesus Christ
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| We lost a lot of legends rest in peace to Phife
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| I might down a four, I might do the dab
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| I might pop a pill, I might drop a tab
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| I might roll a blunt, I might smoke a Xan
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| I might hit the spot, I might show up, smash
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| Hop in a foreign, I’m killing the lane, my foot on the gas
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| Smash
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| Start this shit and we jump on the couch and we fuck this shit up and we
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| Smash
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| Met the lil' hoe, and I bend the lil' hoe, and I hit the lil' hoe and I
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| Smash
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| Pipe up the spot, and we make this shit hot and get banned from the spot and we
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| Smash
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| Still murdering shit in a Mink coat
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| No habla these fuck niggas lingo
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| I’m laid on the beach out in Santo Domingo
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| The Desert Eagle might be tucked in the jean coat
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| Whose side am I on, nigga Dame or Hop?
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| I’ll murder both of them niggas, just name a spot
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| I be there in a flash with the stainless cocked
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| This for Ms. Tomica Wright, I leave you brainless Hop!
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| I’m joking, still loving my brethren
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| Jarren throwed off like I’ve had at the
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| I laugh at the Reverend
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| Put you on a highway to Heaven
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| I’m out for revenge like that guy in the Revenant
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| Black Mac 11, clap at you peasants
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| My uncle smoke his crack get high as a pheasant
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| I let my babies know that life is a blessing
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| And when I’m on the road my wife just be stressing
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| Hallelujah rest in peace to shawty
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| Y’all can suck my dick until the semen gone
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| Niggas wonder what the weed be on
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| Can’t sleep at night without the TV on
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| Hallelujah motherfuck the peace
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| The bully’s homies, niggas cut that bitch
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| Never catch me on no sucker shit
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| And we don’t fucking quit until we fucking rich
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| I might down a four, I might do the dab
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| I might pop a pill, I might drop a tab
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| I might roll a blunt, I might smoke a Xan
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| I might hit the spot, I might show up, smash
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| Hop in a foreign, I’m killing the lane, my foot on the gas
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| Smash
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| Start this shit and we jump on the couch and we fuck this shit up and we
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| Smash
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| Met the lil' hoe, and I bend the lil' hoe, and I hit the lil' hoe and I
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| Smash
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| Pipe up the spot, and we make this shit hot and get banned from the spot and we
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| Smash |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Smash , by - Jarren Benton. Song from the album Slow Motion, Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп