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Choke Video (MV)




Performed By: Phily Skeamz
Length: 2:43
Written by: Philip Ginoba




Phily Skeamz - Choke Lyrics




Give you way too much smoke bro
Make a pussy nigga choke whoa
Stop roll and get low bro
On DC you gotta go-go
Give you way too much smoke bro
Make a pussy nigga choke whoa
Stop roll and get low bro
On DC you gotta go-go

No hesitation these hoes in formation
Turnt like radio stations call her pill cause she taken
Flow is Cremation cause of death was smoke inhalation
Heater was blazing clip a dick known for penetration
Heart palpitations you feeling a burning sensations
For the abrasions doc say you need operations
Mind be racing keep on paper chasing Streets test me acing
Put shit out it's vacant
Space to bring home bacon
Assalamualakm
Baitman think I'm Jason
And Jamaican beef is cajun
Fight is caged in no escaping
Unknown location your vacation no translation
When you lost it's motivation
To fly to reply my rhymes Imma hide
The Book of Eli my rye dough gon rise Need more than twist ties
She says she relies on my size
To get to new highs
You try get stir fried
And smoke in ya eyes
Nigga

Give you way too much smoke bro
Make a pussy nigga choke whoa
Stop roll and get low bro
On DC you gotta go-go
Give you way too much smoke bro
Make a pussy nigga choke whoa
Stop roll and get low bro
On DC you gotta go-go

Team on my back
Finna run all yall laps
Tie you right on to my tracks
Monitor's brain have a lapse
Having you type in all caps
Ration the air that you gasp
Fire wanna rematch
Punch you ya lung'll collapse
Rip cage cracks
I'm Jax for Mortal Kombat
Don't lacks
Smoke strong like hittin' the wax
Just facts gas mask
When beef what ya asked
Rollin craps moving fast
Pop in spacecrafts
Don't misbehave
No space for me to save
Lost better check your Waze
God ignoring when you pray
Got juice it's Minute Maid
Play the game run a renegade
Think I'm really Jay
Nigga where you stay
Don't get paid to buy your bae
Hoes on my highway
Lie Hit and run and away
Dick in your mouth what you tryna say
Smoke you I'm Bobby Flay
Unlucky day just to learn MMA

Give you way too much smoke bro
Make a pussy nigga choke whoa
Stop roll and get low bro
On DC you gotta go-go
Give you way too much smoke bro
Make a pussy nigga choke whoa
Stop roll and get low bro
On DC you gotta go-go
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Give you way too much smoke bro
Make a pussy nigga choke whoa
Stop roll and get low bro
On DC you gotta go-go
Give you way too much smoke bro
Make a pussy nigga choke whoa
Stop roll and get low bro
On DC you gotta go-go

No hesitation these hoes in formation
Turnt like radio stations call her pill cause she taken
Flow is Cremation cause of death was smoke inhalation
Heater was blazing clip a dick known for penetration
Heart palpitations you feeling a burning sensations
For the abrasions doc say you need operations
Mind be racing keep on paper chasing Streets test me acing
Put shit out it's vacant
Space to bring home bacon
Assalamualakm
Baitman think I'm Jason
And Jamaican beef is cajun
Fight is caged in no escaping
Unknown location your vacation no translation
When you lost it's motivation
To fly to reply my rhymes Imma hide
The Book of Eli my rye dough gon rise Need more than twist ties
She says she relies on my size
To get to new highs
You try get stir fried
And smoke in ya eyes
Nigga

Give you way too much smoke bro
Make a pussy nigga choke whoa
Stop roll and get low bro
On DC you gotta go-go
Give you way too much smoke bro
Make a pussy nigga choke whoa
Stop roll and get low bro
On DC you gotta go-go

Team on my back
Finna run all yall laps
Tie you right on to my tracks
Monitor's brain have a lapse
Having you type in all caps
Ration the air that you gasp
Fire wanna rematch
Punch you ya lung'll collapse
Rip cage cracks
I'm Jax for Mortal Kombat
Don't lacks
Smoke strong like hittin' the wax
Just facts gas mask
When beef what ya asked
Rollin craps moving fast
Pop in spacecrafts
Don't misbehave
No space for me to save
Lost better check your Waze
God ignoring when you pray
Got juice it's Minute Maid
Play the game run a renegade
Think I'm really Jay
Nigga where you stay
Don't get paid to buy your bae
Hoes on my highway
Lie Hit and run and away
Dick in your mouth what you tryna say
Smoke you I'm Bobby Flay
Unlucky day just to learn MMA

Give you way too much smoke bro
Make a pussy nigga choke whoa
Stop roll and get low bro
On DC you gotta go-go
Give you way too much smoke bro
Make a pussy nigga choke whoa
Stop roll and get low bro
On DC you gotta go-go
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Writer: Philip Ginoba
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