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Ma yeah I, ma yeah I Ma yeah I, ma yeah I Ma yeah I know I am smelling like dope again I don't even smoke but my bro gotta O on him Riding with a nigga from the pole with a pole on him If he- (I don't think you know who you're fucking with) Ma yeah I know I am smelling like dope again I don't even smoke but my bro gotta O on him Riding with a nigga from the pole with a pole on him If he tryna go let me know ain't no fold in him Still a misfit, talking stains and biostatistics Fitted is sitting low like the leader of Limp Bizkit Fem Durst told shorty to bring it on like Kristen Or Kirsten whatever, niggas should of known better Lil' west end had raised a nigga Shout out to the wood it had saved a nigga I be in the pole just to hang with niggas Go downtown with a gang of niggas Apple store, no Apple phone Stopped being broke and start staining niggas, yeah All that lil' money start changing niggas You know back when we was still out here fading niggas You know Oak Street beach with the Timbs on Out here on trash is what we been on Said we could finesse something real easily Believe me we can flip it all if it need to be Nappy headed nigga walked around with them be-de-bee's Jumped off porch before D Rose was on Meanstreets Ma yeah I know I am smelling like dope again I don't even smoke but my bro gotta O on him Riding with a nigga from the pole with a pole on him If he tryna go let me know ain't no fold in him Ma yeah I know I am smelling like dope again I don't even smoke but my bro gotta O on him Riding with a nigga from the pole with a pole on him If he tryna go let me know ain't no fold in him Here's some things that young Dilla couldn't really speak about Like getting jumped on right in front of Heath 'nem house Same place the car would stop when we was sneaking out The battery was older than I was but best believe that I'll Get a jump and reroute to a freak house And then be back home before my mama could freak out We 'bout all the things that we said we was Fem do everything that he says he does My mind different 16 put down the Quran Start chasing dimes and petty crimes Either way, it's sacrilegious Bad intentions disguised by good decisions Stay studious used that to dodge suspicion These the things that had made us dangerous Been knew how to move, knew all the angles Can't judge nobody none of us is angels Always strings attached, my focus don't get em tangled What's up Ma yeah I know I am smelling like dope again I don't even smoke but my bro gotta O on him Riding with a nigga from the pole with a pole on him If he tryna go let me know ain't no fold in him Ma yeah I know I am smelling like dope again I don't even smoke but my bro gotta O on him Riding with a nigga from the pole with a pole on him If he tryna go let me know ain't no fold in him She picked brunch over church drinking mimosas like blood of Christ Brought all her friends, cool I brought all of mine Me and all my niggas really brothers like our blood alike Told her I won't judge none of your sins don't judge none of mine You too focused on tweeting Said I'm focused on being someone that they can believe in By showing them it's possible to fight they demons Even if some days man you don't defeat them Damn, whats up Ma yeah I know I am smelling like dope again I don't even smoke but my bro gotta O on him Riding with a nigga from the pole with a pole on him If he tryna go let me know ain't no fold in him Ma yeah I know I am smelling like dope again I don't even smoke but my bro gotta O on him Riding with a nigga from the pole with a pole on him If he tryna go let me know ain't no fold in him
Writer(s): Mueen Olufemi Adigun, Corey Vincent Talbot Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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