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Joe Exotic Video (MV)




Performed By: Ponce De'Leioun
Language: English
Length: 2:05
Written by: De'Leioun Jackson




Ponce De'Leioun - Joe Exotic Lyrics




I'm smokin erotic, both of my pockets
Filled of wit kush it's called joe exotic
I don't do bush, it smell like it rotted
Too many carol's want get in my wallet

Feel like the king, bitch gimme space
Don't look if you don't want see my face
I need a backwood and an 8th
Don't wanna think I wanna taste

I walk-in & talkin & feel like the hottest
These niggas trippin they kno that I got it
I be cashin they wanna audit
I feel like the tiger king smoke joe exotic

Come from the bottom, I come from the projects
Lion, tigers, bears all in the field
Haters hate, in too real to be fake
Drop my x for an O, fell n love wit these bills

Flavor drip... look at it spill
My haters, hatin they want me to get killed
Bitch I'ma dog, I keep the cat in the cage
I take em out when we chill

Smoke joe exotic, this shit erotic
I take tiger blunt to the face
Hoes like Carol baskin on my ass
They want me to lose, so they on my my case

Big news, I been the chase,
Been broke took a trip to the bank
Lost a whole lotta friends lotta fam
Still got my pride so I'm given thanks

My bitches foreign, smokin on foreign
Ride n a foreign, money is long
I don't sleep, if I do not for long
I don't do cap shit that boring

I'm smokin erotic, both of my pockets
Filled of wit kush it's called joe exotic
I don't do bush, it smell like it rotted
Too many carol's want get in my wallet

Feel like the king, bitch gimme space
Don't look if you don't want see my face
I need a backwood and an 8th
Don't wanna think I wanna taste
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I'm smokin erotic, both of my pockets
Filled of wit kush it's called joe exotic
I don't do bush, it smell like it rotted
Too many carol's want get in my wallet

Feel like the king, bitch gimme space
Don't look if you don't want see my face
I need a backwood and an 8th
Don't wanna think I wanna taste

I walk-in & talkin & feel like the hottest
These niggas trippin they kno that I got it
I be cashin they wanna audit
I feel like the tiger king smoke joe exotic

Come from the bottom, I come from the projects
Lion, tigers, bears all in the field
Haters hate, in too real to be fake
Drop my x for an O, fell n love wit these bills

Flavor drip... look at it spill
My haters, hatin they want me to get killed
Bitch I'ma dog, I keep the cat in the cage
I take em out when we chill

Smoke joe exotic, this shit erotic
I take tiger blunt to the face
Hoes like Carol baskin on my ass
They want me to lose, so they on my my case

Big news, I been the chase,
Been broke took a trip to the bank
Lost a whole lotta friends lotta fam
Still got my pride so I'm given thanks

My bitches foreign, smokin on foreign
Ride n a foreign, money is long
I don't sleep, if I do not for long
I don't do cap shit that boring

I'm smokin erotic, both of my pockets
Filled of wit kush it's called joe exotic
I don't do bush, it smell like it rotted
Too many carol's want get in my wallet

Feel like the king, bitch gimme space
Don't look if you don't want see my face
I need a backwood and an 8th
Don't wanna think I wanna taste
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Writer: De'Leioun Jackson
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