Lyrics 1Xtra - Smoke Boys

1Xtra - Smoke Boys
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Date of issue: 18.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English

1Xtra

Are you ready?
(Mm-hmm)
Boom bang on my
'nough gyal, Hugh Hefner
Anytime I get 1xtra
Swear down I feel like Hector (swear that I feel like Hector)
I was in that brought-down Vetra and we had that boom selector
Tryna' boom that bredda
Told bro do that right, then do that left
We just left a fed car
And I still do it for bro, still do it like blue will do it for zedda
Had a peng ting from Leicester givin' man xtra, what 'bout electra
Guess if she don’t give head, kick that bitch out the bed like vector
And I already dance and flex
So 1 2 step like Skepta (ay, ay)
Skr, skr, dee, dee that’s a fed car (fed car fed car fed car)
Don’t want me in but I’m out like Wenger (Wenger, Wenger, Wenger)
Change her agenda of a contender when I roll I enter
Yo bitch wanna press it like Beckham I bend her
I’m feeling a smack down, get the rock out, not the wrestler (ay, ay)
'nough gyal like Hugh Hefner (ay, ay)
Hit the block, givin' out a malteser, for a tester 1xtra
Man are chatty like gyal two eggs up crack a man’s egg and slap up man’s eggnog,
givin' man corn not lectra
Put gyal on a stretcher, right after I press her
Smoke weed, I’m Smoke Dogg, cocaine in the
Fly out Toronto, rest up my bredda
I’m Champagne Papi, bottles in the VIP
Givin' the gyal dem testers
Stay dope like Hector
Snow man, got the dweller
Step out in ketchup all hot sauce and pepper
You was a top boy then turned out to a begger
Came up from the bottom, but I work in a cellar
French prince like Will but I’m fresher (fresh)
Walk in the building like who’s my contender (who's my contender)
Brought down paps and I made them cellar
I was tryna get my bread up, she just wants me to get wet up (wet up)
With man I change up the weather
Plugs insist that I send em two xtra
Hurry up and buy, I ain’t givin' out testers (hurry up and buy)
Young boys run around, yeah they movin' reckless (reckless)
Yeah they movin' headless
Do you forget it, better not tell feds
I ain’t fucking happy
Free my dons in the KJ sappy
Dem gyal too bloodclaat catty
And your babe’s gonna do it for the snappy?
1xtra, give a gyal xtra
I like my gyal dem plus, not xtra
Oh my days who’s that top flexer
F money in the Benz looking expensor
Or should I say 'spensive
I know where I come from and where the ends is
Still show anywhere where my friends is
You know my ting different and splendid
Gyal love we well wan' touch we
Dem a cat for the jookin' and fuckrie
Anytime we do this then we say come back
Cus they love this flow we fuckrie
Listen, I mean business
Been tryna get rich with quickness
I got peng tings lookin like thickness
Gyal wanna make movies but I’m not Idris
Straight litness
Pattin' up man’s aunts and sisters
Might slap on the back like biscuits
Get 1xtra or I might just rinse it (you get me?)
Had food for the cats like Whiskers
And I shut down stages, big up the listeners
No Chinese whispers
Pourin' up champs and billin' up rizlas
More life, we live dis
Flex with Ron and Lester
Gyal from Brom-town and Manchester (skiii)

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