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shamana - smoke and mirrors (ceo trayle) lyrics

[remix of oxycodone mixture by ceo trayle]

[intro]
cut that b_tch off with some scissors
its smoke and mirrors
b_tch off with some scissors
its smoke and mirrors
cut that b_tch off with some scissors
its smoke and mirrors
big box for the wizard
don’t tweak ’cause i might trigger
my house_

[verse 1]
[?]
pass me, n_gga, i jump the curb
152, state trooper_
n_gga, better ask yo’ sons ’bout me
i don’t_i don’t think you heard
n_gga, it’s easy to shrink a bird
[?] like brrr
n_gga want range, i shoot like bird
n_gga, i was in the stu’ to work
you the typa’ n_gga that steal her purse
n_gga, i’m the n_gga who bought that purse
you the typa’ n_gga to see a raw ass underground rapper like me
n_gga steal my verse
this is why f_ck n_ggas goin’, man
screamin’ all day, but i bet i break that curse
[?] savin’ you and mе, i’m tryna save me first
‘fore i sign anybody jv first
not just anybody b_tch, i’m worth it
b_tch, i was tryna find somе rp30’s
[chorus]
in my cup is a oxycodone mixture
triple_triple .30, clipped her
a.i. on the [?]
had her suck the squad, then you turned around and kissed her
its all a façade, really, [?]

[verse]
cut that b_tch off with some scissors
its smoke and mirrors
big box for the wizard
don’t tweak ’cause i might trigger
my house look like tony montana mansion
i got sensors
and i can’t quit poppin’ these perc’s, i’m not no quitter
n_gga, i really f_cked that b_tch
but we didn’t go to dinner
i don’t like how she suck that d_ck
that b_tch is a beginner
i might just let her suck that d_ck but i won’t ever kiss her
n_gga, you work for free, you don’t get paid
sound like a intern
n_gga, i feel like usher
[?]
me ‘n big folks caught two new bodies
’cause these n_ggas didn’t learn
and if one of these p_ssy n_ggas ever try to tweak
i put them in a urn
n_ggas ain’t on my high speed chase with me
so it ain’t his concern
don’t play with me
[outro]
cookin’ dope? just call my nurse
big box for deliver
picked up my phone and copped the syrup
first they [?] chop that boy
and then they put him under dirt
baby, i won’t even call you b_tch
i might call you another word
keep dough, drop down guns on n_ggas
like, b_tch don’t say another word
and i don’t even think i’m high no more, i need another perc’

- shamana lyrics

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