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outside - smoke boys lyrics

[intro: inch]
ergh ergh styley ergh
you are now listening to young chencs
i told her it’s cold up outside
i told her it’s cold
ay listen

[hook: inch + sleeks]
i told her it’s cold up outside rub shoulders with some bosses and certified guys
send a text so she know i’m outside keep it on the low gyal you know how we slide
i told her it’s cold up outside rub shoulders with some bosses and certified guys
send a text so she know i’m outside keep it on the low gyal you know (wha’ you talkin’ ’bout)

[verse 1: sleeks]
up late you know how we grind got a kilo
i started off with three 5s
peng tings keep catching my eye gotta tell myself m-o-n-e-y
grindin, catch me outside got a pack at 2 i smashed it by 5
get a 6 the way that i drive and a peng ting’s usually right by my side

[verse 2: yung max]
said she addicted to the kid like a crack addict
good girl but she got some bad habits
i ain’t got it but my brother in the back has it
how many times did you pull up in that dam traffic
i’m always on the most man i got a show
told her i got her but i’m cutting when the money folds
you ain’t on greaze man you see us it’s atletico
you ain’t on greaze man you see us it’s atletico

[hook: inch]
i told her it’s cold up outside rub shoulders with some bosses and certified guys
send a text so she know i’m outside keep it on the low gyal you know how we slide
i told her it’s cold up outside rub shoulders with some bosses and certified guys
send a text so she know i’m outside keep it on the low gyal you know how we slide

[verse 3: littlez]
i was doin road in my forces now i got sauce man i’m fly like the saucers (fly)
c-lo when i’m whizzing through norwood with a peng ting lookin’ pretty and gorgeous (skrr skrrr)
tell her forward ’cause its cold outside big batty ting yeah i got no type
certified you bring the smoke inside claim you’re a boss but she know you lied

[verse 4: ty jombla]
for n-ggas in the back had me on rotation
i ain’t even gotta trap there’s an operation
my n-gga do it in a flash no hesitation
yeah ya dun know
feeling like i’m quavo call me huncho
yeah they wanna hang but they ain’t gang-oh oh
when i run into them hunnies i be running to the money yeah you know a n-gga really wanna funto-oh

[verse 5: ross jombla]
it’s cold outside the roads freezing she loves when i slide tru but hates when i’m leaving
running to the lizzy but she thinks that i’m cheating
i ain’t stopping til my whole team eating
don’t get me livid this is not a gimmick
bad b come tru and she’s far from frigid
truth in every lyric no lies if i did it
and there’s smoke in the ride so you’re p-ssed if you spin it

[verse 6: deepee]
she said her jokes tied i told her alright the last time getting ucky for the fourth time
scoring points break a law cry all white
3 points is a score 5
big heater is colder outside
big body dip like she knows i’m outside
talking on the neck get rolled on outside
keep the heat car there ain’t no smoker that vile

- smoke boys lyrics

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