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Skrrrrrrrr, Sauce Father Hah hah... fahp fahp... doot doot Yea, bitch I want the smoke Bitch I want the smoke Bitch I want the smoke Bitch I want the smoke Hell yea I want the smoke Bitch I want the smoke fahp fahp Want the smoke gimme all the smoke Bitch gimme all the smoke Bih my name dear Silas Here's my number dial it Please do not forget to put the goat in front It's silent Ima sample at the deli You want beef then you can try it Yea I know I smile a lot Shit but I can get violent I been putting work You know I get this bitch jumping Please don't push my buttons I might pump it up Joe Budden Yea I made this beat at Fly House I know it's a thumping When I get my money right Bitch you can't tell me nothing Had to take a nigga out cuz he my enemy You talkin down on top my name You ain't no friend to me Make you sleep Eternally Then I pull up at yo funeral Sit with yo family I told you not to play wit me Bitch I want the smoke Bitch I want the smoke Hell yea I want the smoke Bitch I want the smoke fahp fahp Want the smoke gimme all the smoke Bitch gimme all the smoke Bitch I'm from the nawf side time of town where it goes down Bitch I'm from the nawf side time of town where it goes down Bitch I'm from the nawf side time of town where it goes down Bitch I'm from the nawf side time of town where it goes down Bitch I'm from the nawf side time of town where it goes down Bitch I'm from the nawf side time of town where it goes down Bitch I'm from the nawf side time of town where it goes down Bitch I'm from the nawf side time of town where it goes down I say bitch I'm from the side of town We call it Norf-Norf Where if you stay out too late Yo momma might say oh lort Cuz yo life got cut short shoulda had a escort They will get ya for a rack and a then a pack of newports Shit is crazy she loss her baby Done seen it so many times It don't even phase me Matter fact it happen daily the lord he saved me Cuz they coulda caught me slipping in that Mercedes I know that the streets didn't raise me And for that I'm forever grateful cuz it pains me I got so many niggas outchea who didn't make it They life was taken know they granny heart is breakin They had to face it dem snakes embraced it I pull back and I write I reflect on life and then how I coulda lost sight I was so close to the knife Coulda went wrong but went right Death was kickin doors in Came like a thief in the night But my nigga changed my life when he had befriended me You might call him Darrell but that nigga "D" to me Then my patna held me down name was Roderick Beasley Ain't no way they'll ever know how much that lil shit meant to me
Writer(s): Silas Stapleton Iii Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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