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tryin' to stop smokin' - trick daddy lyrics

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mystikal, the joint on you n-gg-, hit this sh-t here
i heard about you trick brah, i know what y’all smoke down yo’ way
that b-tch there smell dirty, dirty, that b-tch filthy
it ain’t gone kill you n-gg-
say dog i smoke that, i smoke chronic, you need to stop

i tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’
i tryin’ to stop smokin’ but naw, i don’t think so
i tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’
i tryin’ to stop smokin’ but naw, i don’t think so

this time i had to get physical
so i went and got that n-gg- mystikal
he was like come from
i say i got pounds in this b-tch to blow

smoke like it’s yo’s, n-gg- we’ll go get some mo’
i know this dread named fred next do’ and i’m hitting’ his ho
got d-mn it, i’m blowed
behind the wheel and i can’t even see the road
done smoked fo’ joe’s and got three mo’ already rolled

i shouldn’t drive my sh-t when i’m high, i might tear it up
got my eyes all red up, n-gg- can’t even hold they head up
got my brain waves, elevating in a daze
but i ain’t afraid ’cause i now see life from so many ways

done smoked up so many j’s
been high for so many days
so many [incomprehensible] broke down
and we roll with brown weed for days, hay, hay

i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’ but naw, i don’t think so
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’ but naw, i don’t think so

i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’ but naw, i don’t think so
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’ but naw, i don’t think so

i be puffing like a choo-choo train
n-gg- with the bonafied smokers on my team
i got the urge for light green
the same way a fiend crave for ice cream

smoke that, what track that
sh-t we ain’t rollin’ to be looking at
so much smoke becoming out the window
b-tches in the next car saying daddy what that

we be smoking on the green
give me fifty dollar [incomprehensible] i be coming in the hood
but you ain’t got to worry ’bout catching no motherf-cking headache
under stress i be smoking on the good sh-t

no matter where i’m at
in a ride or at home in the studio writing
hold ya breathe if you can’t take it
’cause if ya with me and i got motherf-cker i’m lightin’

not trying to say i’m no hype
but after killing ‘gars then i know i be tight
and i been smoking all motherf-cking day
and i’m bout to smoking for the rest of the night

that’s why my chest be hurting
and i sleep so much and i can’t remember sh-t
i went to the emergency room already, i think i better quit

i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’ but naw, i don’t think so
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’ but naw, i don’t think so

i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’ but naw, i don’t think so
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’ but naw, i don’t think so

i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’

i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’ but naw, i don’t think so
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’ but naw, i don’t think so

i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’ but naw, i don’t think so
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’, smokin’, smokin’
i’m tryin’ to stop smokin’ but naw, i don’t think so

- trick daddy lyrics

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