| Monoxide, blaze up a smoke!
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| Monoxide, blaze up a smoke!
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| I might smoke a Marlboro for the fuck of it
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| But I’ma keep it menthol till you all wanna puff on it
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| Rough and ragged, and my voice is all raspy
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| Teeth all rotten and yellow, my breath nasty
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| I smoke 3, 4, 5 packs a day
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| Just rotting my moustache away
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| It ain’t no time to play, cause I get winded so quick
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| And when I spit it’s so yellow and thick it’ll probably make you sick
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| And wanna throw up
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| Now, baby, hold up
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| What you mean it ain’t no smoking in there?
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| I’m about to blow up
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| I like my shit whenever, know what I mean?
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| And I can’t help it if you can’t appreciate my nicotine
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| I’m not a quitter
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| So laugh and give no love that patch
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| I’d rather smoke by the pack
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| Now where my mothafucking smokers at?
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| Now light it up and take a hit
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| You gotta admit that you addicted to my menthol, bitch
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| Monoxide, blaze up a smoke!
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| Monoxide, blaze up a smoke!
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| Monoxide, blaze up a smoke!
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| Monoxide, blaze up a smoke! |