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bobby - smoke boys lyrics

[hook: swift]
there’s no hoe in me
they know that i’m realer than donny
she kinda stole from me
you no take your man’s body
too much road in me
i do the road more than properly
they can’t do it like we
they can’t do it like my donnies
if you get stopped by police
tell them that it’s only broccoli
peng peng looking like fleek
want beat me like a shottie
no gyal can’t do me
i do the gyal more than properly
section, section, section
section only

[verse 1: sleeks]
if there’s no crow in me
you know that i might move sloppy
peng tings roll with me
they move like they want take c-cky
everyday man smoke tree
and the buds dem look like broccoli
i tell a fed don’t stop me
i tell a fed don’t watch me
cause i do road properly
shut down shows with squaddy
got a peng peng giving man sloppy
play with my b-lls like hockey
i’ve been in the roads
man have just weed and bagged up
in the streets, gotta grab grab
why you think i’ve got ps all stacked up

[verse 2: littlez]
still pushing that food like trolley
i be with a white girl like holly
see me in the street like quarry
tryna get hundos in a hurry
peng gyal, give me that brain like [?]
still in the gaza, man ah move gully
them man hide, they’re just some wallies
they don’t want beef, man they’re kentucky
take a man’s girl, i’m sorry
burn on [?], nah i don’t pop molly
man tryna get bills like ian
sitting in the trap with lucy and bobby
man a big dog, man they some puppies
and we set trends, them man just copy
peng peng look like she want be [?]
can’t do it like me and my donnies

[verse 3: knine]
there’s no hoe in me
manaman do road more than properly
no, you can’t chill with me
i do too much road to be a homie
selling off loads of broccoli
gyal holla at me, said she h-rny
tell them dead gyal a move from me
where a pen, i might have it up on me
reckless when i spaz out on donny
section only, that only
leave you holey, like moley’s
he’s got pokey, no smokey
why time tickin’ on your roley
six in a spin ting when we roll in
[?] back road’s [?] stolen
boy act up, get your face open

[verse 4: deepee]
there’s no hoe in me, hoe in [?]
hold on, hold my posse
the hoe’s got a hold on me, hold on please
i ain’t even rose up properly
i hit the trap, k!ll lucy
them time were rolling with bobby
ten toe, tell a brudda try stop me
ten os, i be cutting out broccoli
gyal clock me, bro they wanna watch me
i give a [?], [?] not me
ain’t been a ice guy tryna be a nice guy
don’t watch, if you watch it will cost you
them man lie ’bout things, that’s not me
been badding them up, i’m not donny
man see me in the street and try talking
i put my hands in your pack, i’m not sorry

[verse 5: swift]
i had both on me
you know why, or that bobby
enough gyal did a road from me
where she from?
manny or totty
brum, leicester or covey
likkle longy, what’s that, a dotty?
move dodgy, try k!ll ’em like bobby
tell mummy, nanny i’m sorry
i spend time with the kids
they just took a man’s roley
that gyally wants things
she just tryna catch a body
not everyday sin, sometimes be honest
ring, ring, ring
food in the cling, with the ting, watching holly not corrie

[verse 6: inch]
man i’m short and stocky
when i do road, i do road properly
you’re a likkle man, please don’t mock me
got me running up the stairs like rocky
oh my, girl i need that sloppy
when i pattern up, i pattern up properly
more time, man are stiff but she got me
i might mock that b-tch if she lucky
to bloodseed
man ah smoke piff weed
man ah twist trees
with a peng ting from the west of the indies
i swear down, she dig me
been here, a dead man wanna wig me
but nothin’ ain’t hit me
still out here, i’m a late night grizzly

- smoke boys lyrics

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