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her face - smoke supreme lyrics

[intro:]
yeah yeah
b-tch i can take her away
i just want her face

[chorus:]
pull up, pull up, pull up on your b-tch, i can take her away
shorty wanna f-ck but i just want her face
b-tch i’m bout my money, get out my face
i don’t wanna f-ck, i just want her face
pull up on your b-tch, i can take her away
shorty wanna f-ck but i just want her face
b-tch i’m bout my money, get out my face
i don’t wanna f-ck, i just want her face

[verse:]
pull up on your b-tch, watch that b-tch go away (she gone)
b-tch i smoke that dope, i blow that smoke to the face (that dope)
shorty all up on me, wanna f-ck me all day (all day)
but all i want is top, shorty suck me all day (all day)
money gang baby i be flexin’ and sh-t (flex)
i don’t give a f-ck, we get to stretchin’ and sh-t (blaow)
run off with your b-tch she ask no questions and sh-t (questions)
she all up on me so i guess she wantin’ the d-ck (she want it)
started from the bottom now that b-tch give me top (that top)
i be goin’ hard, b-tch i’m never gon’ stop (never)
and all i want is bands, i be countin’ that guap (that cash)
shorty wanna f-ck but i just want that top (that top)
blunt gang baby til the end of me (blunt gang)
f-ck boy flexin’ ain’t no friend of me (un-uh)
all these dudes they fake and pretend-to-be’s (they fake)
slow up off this dope til the end of me

- smoke supreme lyrics

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