Need more fettuccine me need pasta
Blend into the background be Iguana
Thought I was the one lil baby nuh uh
Left that hoe like Poof lil baby ada
I need some cheese for the shit
If I shoot and I don't hit the Imma need me a brick
Brodie threw me the assist
Point God I'm with Neely and shit
Flows y'all makin stollies all y'all up rapping in peely's and shit
Big man big man big man aye what do I need to be Rich
What do I need to get on
Bitch you ain't takin my soul
Man that's all I got left bro what the f*ck is you on
I won't sign yo contract you won't come up off a song
Shout out to Nip
Cut them off snip snip
I won't budge not a tid bit
Spit gold grill bitch Big Gip
I'm on some sick sick shit, Mary Jane for sickness
.45 gon strip shit, nahh I'm way smoother
Cold as the ice in the cooler
Bout to take over computers
Radio played out, trappin and xans is what they bout
They on a race to chase they clout
Give a f*ck what they spit out of they mouth
They on they way down, I say way way way down
I'm just tryna make a waye aye
Bando on repeat
Big schemes in a note pad, this premeditated
You can love it or hate it, brodie I won't complain
I'm just tryna play the game
All these other niggas lame
They like Smokey when you finna drop
When I have too
You was once on top and then fell off you made some bad moves
Aye nigga, take a chill pill you're in a bad mood
Aye nigga, I just bring the shit out when I have too
They like Smokey when you finna drop
When I have too
You was once on top and then fell off you made some bad moves
Aye nigga, take a chill pill you're in a bad mood
Aye nigga, I just bring the shit out when I have too
Tae bo kick beats Kung fu master like
They wanna do songs but don't ask the price
Mary gone bless me if pastor's lies
Heal all my pain til the after life
Imma need a hundred mil bitch and thats pronto
Nigga I just wanna Ball 2 shout out Lonzo
Walkin down this road feel like I'm walking with a blind fold
Swear for lord I tried I'm like bruh where the f*ck the time go
Spill my soul and it get pissed on that's '08 Ivo
I done seen a college student tweak and do some crimes bro
I done seen the next Beyonce tweak and do some lines bro
Guess she found a better plan to practice on her high notes
Still punching clocks to the elbow crease
Nigga get the mop and use some elbow grease
I'm so stressed I know niggas wishing hell on me
I'm so blessed
Pop em' mama ain't gone tell on me
They like Smokey when you finna drop
When I have too
You was once on top and then fell off you made some bad moves
Aye nigga, take a chill pill you're in a bad mood
Aye nigga, I just bring the shit out when I have too
They like Smokey when you finna drop
When I have too
You was once on top and then fell off you made some bad moves
Aye nigga, take a chill pill you're in a bad mood
Aye nigga, I just bring the shit out when I have too
Smokey Jonez - Pasta Lyrics
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Need more fettuccine me need pasta
Blend into the background be Iguana
Thought I was the one lil baby nuh uh
Left that hoe like Poof lil baby ada
I need some cheese for the shit
If I shoot and I don't hit the Imma need me a brick
Brodie threw me the assist
Point God I'm with Neely and shit
Flows y'all makin stollies all y'all up rapping in peely's and shit
Big man big man big man aye what do I need to be Rich
What do I need to get on
Bitch you ain't takin my soul
Man that's all I got left bro what the f*ck is you on
I won't sign yo contract you won't come up off a song
Shout out to Nip
Cut them off snip snip
I won't budge not a tid bit
Spit gold grill bitch Big Gip
I'm on some sick sick shit, Mary Jane for sickness
.45 gon strip shit, nahh I'm way smoother
Cold as the ice in the cooler
Bout to take over computers
Radio played out, trappin and xans is what they bout
They on a race to chase they clout
Give a f*ck what they spit out of they mouth
They on they way down, I say way way way down
I'm just tryna make a waye aye
Bando on repeat
Big schemes in a note pad, this premeditated
You can love it or hate it, brodie I won't complain
I'm just tryna play the game
All these other niggas lame
They like Smokey when you finna drop
When I have too
You was once on top and then fell off you made some bad moves
Aye nigga, take a chill pill you're in a bad mood
Aye nigga, I just bring the shit out when I have too
They like Smokey when you finna drop
When I have too
You was once on top and then fell off you made some bad moves
Aye nigga, take a chill pill you're in a bad mood
Aye nigga, I just bring the shit out when I have too
Tae bo kick beats Kung fu master like
They wanna do songs but don't ask the price
Mary gone bless me if pastor's lies
Heal all my pain til the after life
Imma need a hundred mil bitch and thats pronto
Nigga I just wanna Ball 2 shout out Lonzo
Walkin down this road feel like I'm walking with a blind fold
Swear for lord I tried I'm like bruh where the f*ck the time go
Spill my soul and it get pissed on that's '08 Ivo
I done seen a college student tweak and do some crimes bro
I done seen the next Beyonce tweak and do some lines bro
Guess she found a better plan to practice on her high notes
Still punching clocks to the elbow crease
Nigga get the mop and use some elbow grease
I'm so stressed I know niggas wishing hell on me
I'm so blessed
Pop em' mama ain't gone tell on me
They like Smokey when you finna drop
When I have too
You was once on top and then fell off you made some bad moves
Aye nigga, take a chill pill you're in a bad mood
Aye nigga, I just bring the shit out when I have too
They like Smokey when you finna drop
When I have too
You was once on top and then fell off you made some bad moves
Aye nigga, take a chill pill you're in a bad mood
Aye nigga, I just bring the shit out when I have too
Blend into the background be Iguana
Thought I was the one lil baby nuh uh
Left that hoe like Poof lil baby ada
I need some cheese for the shit
If I shoot and I don't hit the Imma need me a brick
Brodie threw me the assist
Point God I'm with Neely and shit
Flows y'all makin stollies all y'all up rapping in peely's and shit
Big man big man big man aye what do I need to be Rich
What do I need to get on
Bitch you ain't takin my soul
Man that's all I got left bro what the f*ck is you on
I won't sign yo contract you won't come up off a song
Shout out to Nip
Cut them off snip snip
I won't budge not a tid bit
Spit gold grill bitch Big Gip
I'm on some sick sick shit, Mary Jane for sickness
.45 gon strip shit, nahh I'm way smoother
Cold as the ice in the cooler
Bout to take over computers
Radio played out, trappin and xans is what they bout
They on a race to chase they clout
Give a f*ck what they spit out of they mouth
They on they way down, I say way way way down
I'm just tryna make a waye aye
Bando on repeat
Big schemes in a note pad, this premeditated
You can love it or hate it, brodie I won't complain
I'm just tryna play the game
All these other niggas lame
They like Smokey when you finna drop
When I have too
You was once on top and then fell off you made some bad moves
Aye nigga, take a chill pill you're in a bad mood
Aye nigga, I just bring the shit out when I have too
They like Smokey when you finna drop
When I have too
You was once on top and then fell off you made some bad moves
Aye nigga, take a chill pill you're in a bad mood
Aye nigga, I just bring the shit out when I have too
Tae bo kick beats Kung fu master like
They wanna do songs but don't ask the price
Mary gone bless me if pastor's lies
Heal all my pain til the after life
Imma need a hundred mil bitch and thats pronto
Nigga I just wanna Ball 2 shout out Lonzo
Walkin down this road feel like I'm walking with a blind fold
Swear for lord I tried I'm like bruh where the f*ck the time go
Spill my soul and it get pissed on that's '08 Ivo
I done seen a college student tweak and do some crimes bro
I done seen the next Beyonce tweak and do some lines bro
Guess she found a better plan to practice on her high notes
Still punching clocks to the elbow crease
Nigga get the mop and use some elbow grease
I'm so stressed I know niggas wishing hell on me
I'm so blessed
Pop em' mama ain't gone tell on me
They like Smokey when you finna drop
When I have too
You was once on top and then fell off you made some bad moves
Aye nigga, take a chill pill you're in a bad mood
Aye nigga, I just bring the shit out when I have too
They like Smokey when you finna drop
When I have too
You was once on top and then fell off you made some bad moves
Aye nigga, take a chill pill you're in a bad mood
Aye nigga, I just bring the shit out when I have too
Writer: Tiondre Roberts
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid