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weed smoker - zotiyac lyrics

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[hook]
wam
blowing cookie im a weed smoker
laid up in yo crib with yo b*tch, im a freed loader
we keep bread so we keep toasters
40 on me shoot a straight face, like i play poker
mac on me it ain’t no face paint come get this makeover
n*gga pulled up thinking im a lash then he got f*cked over
i don’t know yo lane but it ain’t this one move the f*ck over
out in traffic with them red beams like pull the f*ck over

[verse 1]
jugged a n*gga i used to kick it with, i pulled a f*ck over
i been off so many drugs this month i feel like f*ck sober
i ain’t wanna, hit the b*tch too long i had to f*ck sober
see a clown, fire off a round, i feel like f*ck joker
i told my brother if he snitch he ain’t my bro no more
i told my b*tch you ain’t tryna get rich you ain’t my hoe no more
got caught lackin at the gas station he don’t go no more
these n*ggas act like b*tches it’s a difference? i don’t know no more
[verse 2]
aye, blowing cookie like a weed smoker
riding in the whip, with yo b*tch and she a seat soaker
feed a n*gga this full 30 clip, we finna feed vultures
treat the cops like opps, b*tch im clutching if i see popers
im bussing off the top, ooh im hot, he a heat stroker
the seals getting ripped, out this b*tch i ain’t a sea soldier
b*tch ain’t got no drive don’t make no moves i gotta repo her
f*ck it ima, put it on her feet, the b*tch can bleed loafers
jugged a b*tch i used to kick it with, i told her be older
i told her shut up grow the f*ck up you don’t need shoulders
if you don’t put a buck up then yo knuck up baby we over
get the b*tch to push the baby for me i don’t need strollers
n*gga you a sleeping daisy f*cking with my weed growers
airing sh*t out, we in yo grass, like a leaf blower
let a n*gga run up for some pack and it’s gon be over
im in the trap, bagging up that stank it got that feet odor

[hook]
blowing cookie im a weed smoker
laid up in yo crib with yo b*tch, im a freed loader
we keep bread so we keep toasters
40 on me shoot a straight face, like i play poker
mac on me it ain’t no face paint come get this makeover
n*gga pulled up thinking im a lash then he got f*cked over
i don’t know yo lane but it ain’t this one move the f*ck over
out in traffic with them red beams like pull the f*ck over

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