Shout out Lil' Wyte Three 6 Mafia shit but from Miami though
This is my smokin' song I put a nigga in a bong Watch me fire it up I leave that
Barrel smokin' I'm twin glockied up I feel like Tupac I'm with my dawgs it ain't just
Me bitch it's all of us
This is my smokin' song I put a nigga in a bong
Watch me fire it up I leave that barrel smokin'
I'm twin glockied up I feel like Tupac
I'm with my dawgs it ain't just me bitch it's all of us
Ain't a tranny dawg
But know I keep a dick tucked
Big guns these can't fit inside no holster
I ain't a jokester but I still roast ya
I put a nigga on a stove then I toast up
With my lil' revolver it's gon hit you close up
I keep a 12 gauge call that thang Lil Pump
You can't click up with us
Cause you ain't old enough
You can't hop up in my drop cause you be foldin' up you ain't shootin' shit that pistol cold as f*ck
I know you ain't the plug you just be rollin up
You see I'm really him I could hold it up
From the heart of Miami to California
I be posted up I'm talkin' mob ties bitch I keep a hundred of em
Catch me ridin' dirty Slidin' through east lauderdale
She said baby you ain't scared I told her not at all I'm sippin' out the glass I can't drink no Evian
Man you trippin' dawg why you on that fentanyl?
I can't be noddin off RIP to Evian
I wish I could raise the dead bitch I swear to God
Damn I really miss my dawg why this shit so flaw That's why they call it flawda
I just need a lil' flip see that's the way we ball
He got smoked up out the crib that's a swisha house You can't sit with us you gettin' blackballed
Back in high school they used to call me Bubba Sparks
Then a couple years later it was Paul Wall
Hey y'all be cracking ' me up f*ck all of y'all the name is Baby Sherm see I'm still swervin'
Sage burnin' catch me at a sermon playin' the thermin'
I'm always workin' ay real talk
I see the world through a purple lens I'm bendin' Corners on your block in a purple Benz
This is my smokin' song I'll put a nigga in a bong
Watch me fire it up I leave that barrel smokin'
I'm twin glockied up I feel like Tupac I'm with my Dawgs it ain't just me bitch it's all of us
This is my smokin' song I put a nigga in a bong watch me fire it up I leave that barrel smokin'
I'm twin glockied up I feel like Tupac I'm with my
Dawgs it ain't just me bitch it's all of us
Baby Sherm - SMOKIN SONG Lyrics
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English
Shout out Lil' Wyte Three 6 Mafia shit but from Miami though
This is my smokin' song I put a nigga in a bong Watch me fire it up I leave that
Barrel smokin' I'm twin glockied up I feel like Tupac I'm with my dawgs it ain't just
Me bitch it's all of us
This is my smokin' song I put a nigga in a bong
Watch me fire it up I leave that barrel smokin'
I'm twin glockied up I feel like Tupac
I'm with my dawgs it ain't just me bitch it's all of us
Ain't a tranny dawg
But know I keep a dick tucked
Big guns these can't fit inside no holster
I ain't a jokester but I still roast ya
I put a nigga on a stove then I toast up
With my lil' revolver it's gon hit you close up
I keep a 12 gauge call that thang Lil Pump
You can't click up with us
Cause you ain't old enough
You can't hop up in my drop cause you be foldin' up you ain't shootin' shit that pistol cold as f*ck
I know you ain't the plug you just be rollin up
You see I'm really him I could hold it up
From the heart of Miami to California
I be posted up I'm talkin' mob ties bitch I keep a hundred of em
Catch me ridin' dirty Slidin' through east lauderdale
She said baby you ain't scared I told her not at all I'm sippin' out the glass I can't drink no Evian
Man you trippin' dawg why you on that fentanyl?
I can't be noddin off RIP to Evian
I wish I could raise the dead bitch I swear to God
Damn I really miss my dawg why this shit so flaw That's why they call it flawda
I just need a lil' flip see that's the way we ball
He got smoked up out the crib that's a swisha house You can't sit with us you gettin' blackballed
Back in high school they used to call me Bubba Sparks
Then a couple years later it was Paul Wall
Hey y'all be cracking ' me up f*ck all of y'all the name is Baby Sherm see I'm still swervin'
Sage burnin' catch me at a sermon playin' the thermin'
I'm always workin' ay real talk
I see the world through a purple lens I'm bendin' Corners on your block in a purple Benz
This is my smokin' song I'll put a nigga in a bong
Watch me fire it up I leave that barrel smokin'
I'm twin glockied up I feel like Tupac I'm with my Dawgs it ain't just me bitch it's all of us
This is my smokin' song I put a nigga in a bong watch me fire it up I leave that barrel smokin'
I'm twin glockied up I feel like Tupac I'm with my
Dawgs it ain't just me bitch it's all of us
This is my smokin' song I put a nigga in a bong Watch me fire it up I leave that
Barrel smokin' I'm twin glockied up I feel like Tupac I'm with my dawgs it ain't just
Me bitch it's all of us
This is my smokin' song I put a nigga in a bong
Watch me fire it up I leave that barrel smokin'
I'm twin glockied up I feel like Tupac
I'm with my dawgs it ain't just me bitch it's all of us
Ain't a tranny dawg
But know I keep a dick tucked
Big guns these can't fit inside no holster
I ain't a jokester but I still roast ya
I put a nigga on a stove then I toast up
With my lil' revolver it's gon hit you close up
I keep a 12 gauge call that thang Lil Pump
You can't click up with us
Cause you ain't old enough
You can't hop up in my drop cause you be foldin' up you ain't shootin' shit that pistol cold as f*ck
I know you ain't the plug you just be rollin up
You see I'm really him I could hold it up
From the heart of Miami to California
I be posted up I'm talkin' mob ties bitch I keep a hundred of em
Catch me ridin' dirty Slidin' through east lauderdale
She said baby you ain't scared I told her not at all I'm sippin' out the glass I can't drink no Evian
Man you trippin' dawg why you on that fentanyl?
I can't be noddin off RIP to Evian
I wish I could raise the dead bitch I swear to God
Damn I really miss my dawg why this shit so flaw That's why they call it flawda
I just need a lil' flip see that's the way we ball
He got smoked up out the crib that's a swisha house You can't sit with us you gettin' blackballed
Back in high school they used to call me Bubba Sparks
Then a couple years later it was Paul Wall
Hey y'all be cracking ' me up f*ck all of y'all the name is Baby Sherm see I'm still swervin'
Sage burnin' catch me at a sermon playin' the thermin'
I'm always workin' ay real talk
I see the world through a purple lens I'm bendin' Corners on your block in a purple Benz
This is my smokin' song I'll put a nigga in a bong
Watch me fire it up I leave that barrel smokin'
I'm twin glockied up I feel like Tupac I'm with my Dawgs it ain't just me bitch it's all of us
This is my smokin' song I put a nigga in a bong watch me fire it up I leave that barrel smokin'
I'm twin glockied up I feel like Tupac I'm with my
Dawgs it ain't just me bitch it's all of us
Writer: SHERMAN FIELDING
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