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MooseWorld's EZ - Smashin' Off Lyrics



MooseWorld's EZ - Smashin' Off Lyrics




Smashin off burn rubber im feelin like its a race
Im gone in the wind witta freak that cant be tamed
Two bottles an some woods when i turn up its to the face
Sippin Don n Henny wit lemonade as my chase
Fast money on my mind check a bag n hit the bank
If she aint f*ckin wit my dawgs then baby is up for game
An lil babies lookin better errtime she look my way
Whatchu got up in that bag f*ckin wit me you gotta pay

Im smashin off different city lil baby im gone
If she aint talm a bag imma hang up the phone
Im sellin dreams chasin figga you kno what im on
In her mental got her focused she hittin the pole
Ay Ay love when yo bitch lookin my way
Talk cake OP baby come pay
Dont hate on me, lil nigga step up yo game
She say she love my style who he kick a coo game
Them fools lame
I pull up im sippin D'usse
Big ballin all in yo pockets tryna see what we made
Focused onnat gwualla see you peepin come join the team ay

Smashin off burn rubber im feelin like its a race
Im gone in the wind witta freak that cant be tamed
Two bottles an some woods when i turn up its to the face
Sippin Don n Henny wit lemonade as my chase
Fast money on my mind check a bag n hit the bank
If she aint f*ckin wit my dawgs then baby is up for game
An lil babies lookin better errtime she look my way
Whatchu got up in that bag f*ckin wit me you gotta pay
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Smashin off burn rubber im feelin like its a race
Im gone in the wind witta freak that cant be tamed
Two bottles an some woods when i turn up its to the face
Sippin Don n Henny wit lemonade as my chase
Fast money on my mind check a bag n hit the bank
If she aint f*ckin wit my dawgs then baby is up for game
An lil babies lookin better errtime she look my way
Whatchu got up in that bag f*ckin wit me you gotta pay

Im smashin off different city lil baby im gone
If she aint talm a bag imma hang up the phone
Im sellin dreams chasin figga you kno what im on
In her mental got her focused she hittin the pole
Ay Ay love when yo bitch lookin my way
Talk cake OP baby come pay
Dont hate on me, lil nigga step up yo game
She say she love my style who he kick a coo game
Them fools lame
I pull up im sippin D'usse
Big ballin all in yo pockets tryna see what we made
Focused onnat gwualla see you peepin come join the team ay

Smashin off burn rubber im feelin like its a race
Im gone in the wind witta freak that cant be tamed
Two bottles an some woods when i turn up its to the face
Sippin Don n Henny wit lemonade as my chase
Fast money on my mind check a bag n hit the bank
If she aint f*ckin wit my dawgs then baby is up for game
An lil babies lookin better errtime she look my way
Whatchu got up in that bag f*ckin wit me you gotta pay
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Writer: Kaleb Anderson
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MooseWorld's EZ - Smashin' Off Video
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Performed By: MooseWorld's EZ
Language: English
Length: 1:53
Written by: Kaleb Anderson

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