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My Smokin' Song

This is my smokin' song

It ain't very long, but guaranteed to get the job done

Smoke one, what the fuck you waitin' on

Get high, I'd love to blaze you high as the sky

But it hot, Wyte how hot, so hot ya brain, about to fryThis is my smokin' song

It ain't very long, but guaranteed to get the job done

Smoke one, what the fuck you waitin' on

Get high, I'd love to blaze you high as the sky

But it hot, Wyte how hot, so hot ya brain, about to fryCheck it out, I roll with Swisher Sweets

And all day long, I'm down to smoke

When it comes to chiefin' dope, it's got to be dro to make me choke

What's the word up on the low, I'ma let you know soon as I hearThat dro gon' take a few hours but I got hook ups on that pure

What you want player, what you need comes to you

No stems or seeds, twist it up just as quickly as you get it

And you will see Swisher Sweets and greeneryGon' leave you floatin' like the sea

Carribean Islands where I find them dope dealers supplin' me

I got no time for yo bullshit when you say you ain't got my goods

Check yo references and find out I'm reliable in the hoodGive me bab, I wish you would, you'll see just how Lil' Wyte work

Say you pushin' thunder chicken, bag it up let's watch it twurk

If it's some dirt, then you'll get no cheese in return when I come back

The only reason I do that, is to get a refund on my stackBut if it's fire, I'm comin' back to get some mo and that's a fact

Bet's the believe it's got to be goody goody green

That's where it's atThis is my smokin' song

It ain't very long, but guaranteed to get the job done

Smoke one, what the fuck you waitin' on

Get high, I'd love to blaze you high as the sky

But it hot, Wyte how hot, so hot ya brain, about to fryThis is my smokin' song

It ain't very long, but guaranteed to get the job done

Smoke one, what the fuck you waitin' on

Get high, I'd love to blaze you high as the sky

But it hot, Wyte how hot, so hot ya brain, about to frySo you got a quarter key of some that California chronic

If it's fire I'm jumpin' on it and if it ain't, I'm bouncin' off it

It ain't no profit comin' back, a big ole bag of Bobby Brown

Soon as get that shit I'm Frayser bound and down to smoke a poundI never frown as long as that Mary Jane is all up in my system

Too bad, you miss them, what

Them six blunt that we turned to victims, it's on again

Like you got a two liter coke and a fifth of HenSteppin' in everywhere you go fallin' down

'Cause you ten seats in the wind

Throwin' up nothin' but liquor and bud

Slow ya roll dog you to fuck upYou gon' end up like the rest of them fools

Face down in the flo' 'cause you got to buck

I got some problems just like you do too

But there's always tomorrow, will mo solve 'emPass me the blunt, I'm gettin' tired of hittin' on this bottle

It's almost over for me and you, my ass about to pass out

One mo thing before I go, never mind

Just put that fuckin' dope out, I'm smoked outAnd there ain't no way, I'm gon' keep on a going

I should of been in bed a long time ago

I know itThis is my smokin' song

It ain't very long, but guaranteed to get the job done

Smoke one, what the fuck you waitin' on

Get high, I'd love to blaze you high as the sky

But it hot, Wyte how hot, so hot ya brain, about to fryThis is my smokin' song

It ain't very long, but guaranteed to get the job done

Smoke one, what the fuck you waitin' on

Get high, I'd love to blaze you high as the sky

But it hot, Wyte how hot, so hot ya brain, about to fry

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