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ceo trayle & dubba-aa - still smokin' كلمات أغنية

[intro: ceo trayle]
ayy (dubba_aa flex)
backdoor, backdoor
yeah, i’ma grab my nuts for this sh_t, n_gga
(this is the sound)
ayy, ayy

[chorus: ceo trayle]
the dope spot open, the trap spot open
the opps still smokin’, the block still rollin’
ayy, and the cops still scopin’, these f_ck n_ggas hopin’
i’m rubbin’ this money like lotion, my cup look like a potion

[verse: ceo trayle]
on percocet, they dosin’, i hit the b_tch, i’m strokin’
b_tch shut that door, just close it, i count money in the open
these f_ck n_ggas still loafin’, my nuts still swollen
the plan still in motion, this sh_t still motion
ayy, the plug still throw it, go to candy land and throw it
i’m backdoor, man, you know it, did i hit your b_tch? you know it
i was runnin’ from cop, you know it, did i get away? you know it
percocet boxin’ me like floyd, out of that box, told ’em, “free my boys”
did i stash it? you know it, talkin’ cash sh_t, you know it
did i spare n_ggas? you know it, i ain’t even want to spare him
did i spare 12? h_ll yeah, h_lla times
n_gga blitz the block, then spinned around
mr. big backdoor, i kicked it down, my b_tch somethin’ ignorant now
no, i don’t want no white b_tch, f_ck i’ma do with iggy now?
i was in dc gamblin’ with twink, d_mn near put up fifty down
yeah, got a lil’ b_tch, she just want a drink, so she leavin’ with me now
f_ck that b_tch, she ain’t wanna leave, so she livin’ with me now
ayy, pop the perc’, twink, and codeine and wash it down
my lil’ broski rollin’ thunk, d_mn, the opps smell super loud
wanna go f_ck my old b_tch and take that dog to cougar town
wanna go f_ck my young b_tch but she want money right now
so i zelle somethin’
yeah, he on whisperin’ and sh_t, like, “here trayle comin'”
yeah, somethin’ fishy in this b_tch, backdoor smell somethin’
yeah, we into it, know how this end, death or jail, done
ayy, yeah, backdoor, backdoor, backdoor
[chorus: ceo trayle]
the dope spot open, the trap spot open
the opps still smokin’, the block still rollin’
ayy, and the cops still scopin’, these f_ck n_ggas hopin’
i’m rubbin’ this money like lotion, my cup look like a potion

[outro]
(this is the sound)

- ceo trayle dubba aa

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