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shmoke - kall on tyrone lyrics

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hook
he want that smoke ain’t no kickback
pull up broad day in that pitch black
we call’em humpty dumpty cause
he must want his sh*t cracked

please don’t get hit with that cl!ck clack
i’m sn*tching chains no you won’t get ya sh*t back
f*ck on ya b*tch, ion want f*ck on ya b*tch
if i f*ck on ya b*tch no you won’t get ya b*tch back

he want that smoke it’s up there
my n*ggas gon ride, bus fair
don’t hide at ya mama house we not no pedophile but, you still gon get touched there (x2)

verse 1
i gotta gloc and i won’t pull it out
b*tch i’m good with the wrist work
soft in the pot i can’t wait til it lock
i can tell you what the fish worth

i let her ride the wave, she splashing
i bet i can make ya b*tch surf
and she ain’t hide her face, she nasty
she say it taste like i sip syrup
these b*tches thirsty big burp
send that b*tch back to you as a l!ck
my patna got jackie chan choppas show up
to ya dojo and let that b*tch kick

ion know if he hot or he cold but the
way he be spitting he gotta be sick
you clown you gotta be it
my dogs gon chow i gotta be vick

hook
he say he want that smoke ain’t no kickback
pull up broad day in that pitch black
we call’em humpty dumpty cause
he must want his sh*t cracked

please don’t get hit with that cl!ck clack
i’m sn*tching chains no you won’t get ya sh*t back
f*ck on ya b*tch, ion want f*ck on ya b*tch
if i f*ck on ya b*tch no you won’t get ya b*tch back

he want that smoke it’s up there
my n*ggas gon ride, bus fair
don’t hide at ya mama house we not no pedophile but, you still gon get touched there (x2)

verse 2

i ain’t young thug but i be with a gunna
draw down on a p*ssy found out he a runner
leave everybody wet like splash*town in the summer
make a f*ck n*gga pause insert a comma

you a b*tch i put that on my mama
i feel like i’m russ in the h keep that thunder
i move with the gang in accord like a honda
ya b*tch ride d*ck like a toyota tundra

gotta glock, i’ll beat a n*gga like tyson she ride d*ck like she renewed her license
p*ssy b*tch, i ain’t with all of that typing, shoot at ya mans for doing all that hyping aye

they don’t call me reaper for nothing
b*tch you know we is f*cking
my jeans tight but trust me i’m tucking
you make the wrong move then i blast out ya stuffing

hook
he say he want that smoke ain’t no kickback
pull up broad day in that pitch black
we call’em humpty dumpty cause
he must want his sh*t cracked
please don’t get hit with that cl!ck clack
i’m sn*tching chains no you won’t get ya sh*t back
f*ck on ya b*tch, ion want f*ck on ya b*tch
if i f*ck on ya b*tch no you won’t get ya b*tch back

he want that smoke it’s up there
my n*ggas gon ride, bus fair
don’t hide at ya mama house we not no pedophile but, you still gon get touched there (x2)

he want that smoke it’s up there
you looking for me i’m like what where
water, grease, durag, we lay them down like some brushed hair

- kall on tyrone lyrics

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