Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Smokin' Me Out, artist - Ronald Isley. Date of issue: 31.12.1996
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Smokin' Me Out |
| If you wanna be with me, yeah |
| Let me hear you say Warren G, Warren G |
| If you wanna be with me |
| Well, well, well, let me hear you say Warren G, Warren G |
| Smokin me out to the finish, I thought you knew |
| I thought they knew, who was up in this |
| Ron Isley, I’s be Warren G |
| Baby said would ya please come roll deep |
| Chocolate Thai, I said I |
| Got the hennessey chaser, skirt you look fly |
| Peepin them lips, hittin two finger sips |
| On the 710 freeway, I straight dips |
| Wit a fat one rolled up to puff |
| I’m ready to hit it and I won’t quit it until I get enough |
| Tokin nothing but the bomb thats without no doubt |
| As she twist up another split she’s straight smokin me out |
| She’s smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Oh she’s smokin me out with the homey’s love |
| I slinkin while I’m thinkin just how good it is |
| To do it how we do it in the hood I live |
| Passin homies on the block, gettin major respect |
| And by then y’all the hen dog is taken effect |
| Never panic hit Atlantic then I banked to right |
| Pulled straight Nellin B’s order steak and rice |
| With the gravy, baby gets the shrimps and fries |
| I’m diggin on her figure as I glimpse her thighs |
| She’s satisfied, I left the tip and dipped to get back |
| To twist another zag and to grab a six pack |
| She went back, so we proceed to parlay |
| Everything is lovely and we doin it always |
| She’s smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Oh she’s smokin me out with the homey’s love |
| She’s smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Oh she’s smokin me out with the homey’s love |
| This ain’t no love ballad |
| But see baby I gots to have it |
| When I see that bomb I grab it, cuz its a habit |
| So dont come with that toe down stretch |
| I ain’t stressin, Long Beach baby keep smokin me out, she learned a lesson |
| Floatin high as a kite as I chill and lay low |
| Bumpin time is collected, sunday nights on the radio |
| Oh, I forgot, how lit I was, crazy glued to the seat |
| Dog said she need |
| So conversation ain’t needed |
| When she know that I’m weeded |
| Headin to the hotel to regulate it and beat it |
| I exhaled, I seen a cloud of smoke |
| I banged it to the boogie by my head and got locced |
| She’s smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Oh she’s smokin me out with the homey’s love |
| She’s smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Oh she’s smokin me out with the homey’s love |
| She’s smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Oh she’s smokin me out with the homey’s love |
| She’s smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Oh she’s smokin me out with the homey’s love |
| She’s smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Oh she’s smokin me out with the homey’s love |
| She’s smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Smokin me out, smokin me out |
| Oh she’s smokin me out with the homey’s love |