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letra de cigarettes - dave b

[intro: dave b]
yo
yo-yo-yo, yo-yo, yo-yo
yah, u-huh
yah

[verse 1: dave b]

this here k!lling your whole demo tape
my arrival past due, i’m hollywood
them rental tapes
my mental is elevate, i’m keeping it h-ll away
these sentences you simpletons, constructing
be h-lla lame
matter of fact i ain’t worried, we the next to be winning
this after school with your pops, that read expedition
you playing that gospel, them b-tches know you a christian
you feeling some type of way
go ahead be religious
pray you don’t end up the prey
i pray i just end up paid
hoping the day they go, well
y’all n-ggas end up cray
ice cold, ice cube, we decided
don’t like you
and got some truth, for every haiku
you may try to
pass to your fans, double back
i ain’t heard of that
david in the cut, swisher looking like
a turtle neck
burn, the rest is extra, all y’all ex’ is next up
and don’t pretend to be, they know
i’m that n-gga
[chorus: dave b]
the cigarettes are bad for me
and so are you
considering everything that’s bad for me
what it do?
well i should just go ahead and be alone
oh i know i should’ve blew you off
i should just go ahead and be alone
oh

[verse 2: dave b]

okay, i’m nothing like these punk kids
nutty like the klump’s is
b-tter toasted privilege, curbing you
throw my 1’s sh-t
chuck taylors chino’s and some gum strips
ima bomb sh-t, till the sun set
okay my table looking twisty
that’s okay, i hit my barber
baby have some standards, they don’t all deserve the na-na
i just want sing yo ass awake and f-ck you proper
chakras, open like the windows on the volvo
now we alone, glued to our devices
feeling the disconnect, i’d rather real-life it
i feel like my peers peeling back they trace eye-lid
i just feed these hoes the truth
and buss them if they bite, sh-t
ok i get it, i threw away all my nike’s, sh-t
i feel more fitted if i can do it just like me, sh-t
and k!ll the bias, hail the righteous
make that ass shake, you the highest
[chorus: dave b]
the cigarettes are bad for me
and so are you
considering everything that’s bad for me
what it do?
well i should just go ahead and be alone
oh i know i should’ve blew you off
i should just go ahead and be alone
oh

- dave b

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