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roy jones jr. - i smoke, i drink - remix (feat. mr. magic & youngbloodz) كلمات الأغنية

i smoke, i drink
b-doctor, let’s welcome ’em to the vault baby
do it big n-gga, do it big n-gga
do it big n-gga, stupid -ss n-gga
i smoke, i drank
(yea, yea)
i’m supposed to stop but i can’t
(uh-huh)
i’ma dog, i love hoes
(yea, yea)
and i’m addicted to money, cars and clothes
do it big then
i smoke, i drank
(yea, yea)
i’m supposed to stop but i can’t
(uh-huh)
i’ma dog, i love hoes
(yea, yea)
and i’m addicted to money, cars and clothes
do it big then
i do it big n-gga
i do it big n-gga
i do it big n-gga
so many ways to get paid better, keep, fake, id
sure y’all don’t try me it’s murder, i’m a server
lyric life sentence relentless, a menace to society
full of robberies so [unverified] it, i hop in the bubble
wrap the beretta wit a rag that glock in the cutl-ss
n-gga i’m always hustlin’ and yea, round the cadillacs
the alibam’s a must
(uh-huh, yea yea)
crimey and grimey weed smuckers
(uh-huh, yea yea)
money and weed, you know my mind see on the don don p
with mr. magic and traffic blowin’ some bomb weed
(uh-huh, yea yea)
in your mind, i call my pistol cause it stay by me
(uh-huh)
that’s like my brother, lucky mothers
we ain’t nothin’ to see
(uh-huh)
or like my n-gga pete, but uncle pete
or my partner moe pete, and low key n-gga, you know me man
it ain’t no thang to [unverified] it back and make you shake thug bang
grab the weed, rhyming the c0ke name n-gga, what’s up
i smoke, i drank
(yea, yea)
i’m supposed to stop but i can’t
(uh-huh)
i’ma dog, i love hoes
(yea, yea)
and i’m addicted to money, cars and clothes
do it big then
i smoke, i drank
(yea, yea)
i’m supposed to stop but i can’t
(uh-huh)
i’ma dog, i love hoes
(yea, yea)
and i’m addicted to money, cars and clothes
do it big then
i do it big n-gga
i do it big n-gga
i do it big n-gga
i ain’t got nuthin’ but d-ck for you hoes
i won’t trick, i ain’t sick for you hoes
i ain’t got nuthin’ to give to no n-gga
deal wit no n-gga, chill wit no n-gga
i’ma keep a stack of that funny smelling tobacco
pistol in my hand, n-gga ready to act a
god d-mn fool, ignorant m-th-f-cka bout to lose my cool
let me smoke a goose so i can calm my nerves
find me a duck, get some head in the burb
i’ma fool on them hoes n-gga
that’s my word, show me a dime and i’m bet i’m gettin served
everybody know me probably saw me half [unverified]
drunk, high in the club bout to get it hot
louisiana n-gga, down here we getting bucked
(bucked)
and if we ain’t fighting, it’s probably cause we too f-cked up
i smoke, i drank
(yea, yea)
i’m supposed to stop but i can’t
(uh-huh)
i’ma dog, i love hoes
(yea, yea)
and i’m addicted to money, cars and clothes
do it big then
i smoke, i drank
(yea, yea)
i’m supposed to stop but i can’t
(uh-huh)
i’ma dog, i love hoes
(yea, yea)
and i’m addicted to money, cars and clothes
do it big then
i do it big n-gga
i do it big n-gga
i do it big n-gga
i do it big
lil boosie do it big boy
feel this here, check this out
look
i smoke, i drank, i tote that iron
(that iron)
eyes stay red, and my girl stay fine
i’ma problem child, i know you heard
i ain’t no turtle, i’ma crocodile
(crocodile)
and i’ll serve ya, see lil boosie from that south side
(that south side)
in they mouth got bout five
got them tees with dem ree’s wit dem black and white cowel
(cowel)
i want ashanti, beyonce and trina
so i could hit her from the back, like i do my black nina
i miss my n-gga soulja slim, and that’s for real
(rest in peace)
so in your memory i pop a pill, [unverified] the steel
if you don’t like it you could take it to that level
that go the mo light, mo won’t you come and meet the devil
look, i’ma put two labels on my back and start walking
(start walking)
and it ain’t in six states now i got everybody talking
look, and i thug, with my thugs
(i thug, my thugs)
we getting paid from the block to the club that’s what’s up n-gga
i smoke, i drank
(yea, yea)
i’m supposed to stop but i can’t
(uh-huh)
i’ma dog, i love hoes
(yea, yea)
and i’m addicted to money, cars and clothes
do it big then
i smoke, i drank
(yea, yea)
i’m supposed to stop but i can’t
(uh-huh)
i’ma dog, i love hoes
(yea, yea)
and i’m addicted to money, cars and clothes
do it big then
i do it big n-gga
i do it big n-gga
i do it big n-gga

- roy jones jr

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