You know, I was out in Cuba right now thinkin' bout life
How bless I am
Time to go get to that money
Time to go get to the paper
Time to go get to the mulah
I'm busy cutting my fingers
I'm busy counting up these banks rolls
I'm sick of f*cking all these dog hoes
I'm getting tired of niggas playing me
That's why I don't worry about a soul
Ay
If they talking about war
Those are my intentions
If it gotta be on me
Tell em leave a message
I don't need nobody botherin'
I don't want distractions
Tell them niggas I don't wanna link
Like we poor connection
Started recording out the country
Every time we landed
All my trips wasn't vacation
I was still trappin'
Not trapping like I'm selling drugs But I'm still rapping
Cuban cigars let it burn, All-white magic
Always on the road, Phwesh hit my phone, Check the message
When you board the plane, put your headphones on, write a single
Take a listen even if you go away
For a couple days write ya visions
All your moments yea we wanna know it
All my problems yea I had to own it
Had to get away, had to go to Cuba for a couple days with the homies
Pent house views, show how we move
Girls taking pictures cause they up there
I can't lose, I'm no fool
When they started asking what's the cost here
We don't talk bout that get into that
That's only for me and the bank
If they talking about war
Those are my intentions
If it gotta be on me
Tell em leave a message
I don't need nobody botherin'
I don't want distractions
Tell them niggas I don't wanna link
Like we poor connection
I don't wanna link with nobody
I just wanna bitch sitting shotty
Ooh
Legs up sitting right beside me
Telling me to touch her body
Ooh
She like that
Make me wanna wife that, Let it fly
Ima kite that, Bring it back And rewind that, Wit yo fine ass
She gon Climb on me, She gon ride for me cause a nigga real
Never trust a phony's only love my homies
Only rock with trill
She gon Climb on me
She gon ride for me cause a nigga real
Never trust a phony's only love my homies
Only rock with trill
If they talking about war
Those are my intentions
If it gotta be on me
Tell em leave a message
I don't need nobody botherin'
I don't want distractions
Tell them niggas I don't wanna link
Like we poor connection
Time to go get to that money
Time to go get to the paper
Time to go get to the mulah
I'm busy cutting my fingers
I'm busy counting up these banks rolls
I'm sick of f*cking all these dog hoes
I'm getting tired of niggas playing me
That's why I don't worry about a soul
Ay
Shimmy Choo - Cuban Smoke Lyrics
Shimmy Choo - Cuban Smoke Lyrics
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You know, I was out in Cuba right now thinkin' bout life
How bless I am
Time to go get to that money
Time to go get to the paper
Time to go get to the mulah
I'm busy cutting my fingers
I'm busy counting up these banks rolls
I'm sick of f*cking all these dog hoes
I'm getting tired of niggas playing me
That's why I don't worry about a soul
Ay
If they talking about war
Those are my intentions
If it gotta be on me
Tell em leave a message
I don't need nobody botherin'
I don't want distractions
Tell them niggas I don't wanna link
Like we poor connection
Started recording out the country
Every time we landed
All my trips wasn't vacation
I was still trappin'
Not trapping like I'm selling drugs But I'm still rapping
Cuban cigars let it burn, All-white magic
Always on the road, Phwesh hit my phone, Check the message
When you board the plane, put your headphones on, write a single
Take a listen even if you go away
For a couple days write ya visions
All your moments yea we wanna know it
All my problems yea I had to own it
Had to get away, had to go to Cuba for a couple days with the homies
Pent house views, show how we move
Girls taking pictures cause they up there
I can't lose, I'm no fool
When they started asking what's the cost here
We don't talk bout that get into that
That's only for me and the bank
If they talking about war
Those are my intentions
If it gotta be on me
Tell em leave a message
I don't need nobody botherin'
I don't want distractions
Tell them niggas I don't wanna link
Like we poor connection
I don't wanna link with nobody
I just wanna bitch sitting shotty
Ooh
Legs up sitting right beside me
Telling me to touch her body
Ooh
She like that
Make me wanna wife that, Let it fly
Ima kite that, Bring it back And rewind that, Wit yo fine ass
She gon Climb on me, She gon ride for me cause a nigga real
Never trust a phony's only love my homies
Only rock with trill
She gon Climb on me
She gon ride for me cause a nigga real
Never trust a phony's only love my homies
Only rock with trill
If they talking about war
Those are my intentions
If it gotta be on me
Tell em leave a message
I don't need nobody botherin'
I don't want distractions
Tell them niggas I don't wanna link
Like we poor connection
Time to go get to that money
Time to go get to the paper
Time to go get to the mulah
I'm busy cutting my fingers
I'm busy counting up these banks rolls
I'm sick of f*cking all these dog hoes
I'm getting tired of niggas playing me
That's why I don't worry about a soul
Ay
How bless I am
Time to go get to that money
Time to go get to the paper
Time to go get to the mulah
I'm busy cutting my fingers
I'm busy counting up these banks rolls
I'm sick of f*cking all these dog hoes
I'm getting tired of niggas playing me
That's why I don't worry about a soul
Ay
If they talking about war
Those are my intentions
If it gotta be on me
Tell em leave a message
I don't need nobody botherin'
I don't want distractions
Tell them niggas I don't wanna link
Like we poor connection
Started recording out the country
Every time we landed
All my trips wasn't vacation
I was still trappin'
Not trapping like I'm selling drugs But I'm still rapping
Cuban cigars let it burn, All-white magic
Always on the road, Phwesh hit my phone, Check the message
When you board the plane, put your headphones on, write a single
Take a listen even if you go away
For a couple days write ya visions
All your moments yea we wanna know it
All my problems yea I had to own it
Had to get away, had to go to Cuba for a couple days with the homies
Pent house views, show how we move
Girls taking pictures cause they up there
I can't lose, I'm no fool
When they started asking what's the cost here
We don't talk bout that get into that
That's only for me and the bank
If they talking about war
Those are my intentions
If it gotta be on me
Tell em leave a message
I don't need nobody botherin'
I don't want distractions
Tell them niggas I don't wanna link
Like we poor connection
I don't wanna link with nobody
I just wanna bitch sitting shotty
Ooh
Legs up sitting right beside me
Telling me to touch her body
Ooh
She like that
Make me wanna wife that, Let it fly
Ima kite that, Bring it back And rewind that, Wit yo fine ass
She gon Climb on me, She gon ride for me cause a nigga real
Never trust a phony's only love my homies
Only rock with trill
She gon Climb on me
She gon ride for me cause a nigga real
Never trust a phony's only love my homies
Only rock with trill
If they talking about war
Those are my intentions
If it gotta be on me
Tell em leave a message
I don't need nobody botherin'
I don't want distractions
Tell them niggas I don't wanna link
Like we poor connection
Time to go get to that money
Time to go get to the paper
Time to go get to the mulah
I'm busy cutting my fingers
I'm busy counting up these banks rolls
I'm sick of f*cking all these dog hoes
I'm getting tired of niggas playing me
That's why I don't worry about a soul
Ay
Writer: Kevin Ramirez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.