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letra de free smoke - davey g

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{intro}

na na na

{verse 1}

put the kush in the air

pour me up a four

i been turning up for show

young n-gg- finna blow

all my n-gg-s on the go

all my n-gg- on the go

all my b-tches on the pole

i just love to see it low

cold world i been chilling in

won’t stop till i stack a m

diddy said it’s about the benjamin’s

still i wish obama was president

probably see me with a gang of n-gg-s

real b-tches want to f-ck with him

off the henny i be getting bent

like dj khaled all i do is win

my b-tch bad & she cinnamon

my dawg hit me with another lick

might pull up in some other sh-t

riding foreign i keep a foreign b-tch

savage n-gg-s always with the sh-ts

up in cali with a model b-tch

she bust it open then i made her strip

every night i got to make a trip

bounce back then i made a flip

glock on me fully loaded clip

try me n-gg- then i get you hit

popping bottles and i’m getting lit

{chorus}

free smoke free smoke free smoke free smoke

{verse 2}

i just got some deep throat

she ain’t stop till she choked

bad b-tches in the lobby

r.i.p my n-gg- havi

catch me with a mami

all these hoes know i’m papi

say i’m confident but i’m c-cky

everyday i’m getting blunted

always keep sh-t a stack

i f-cked her once and ran it back

she met me she ain’t know how to act

i rather go and hit the trap

and bag up 100 packs

smoking sticky i’m on a another planet

my youngin wilding he a loose cannon

i be flexing with my n-gg- rover

in the club we getting litty with it

she put it on me and bend it over

if i f-ck your b-tch i ain’t mean to hit it

remember when i had the honda n-gg-

selling grams i had to go and get it

i’m rocking dad hats i don’t need no fitted

b-tch i’m good like i’m drinking guiness

popping belaire it’s hoes everywhere

bad b-tches in bikinis n-gg-

on my waist and it’s gucci n-gg-

my n-gg- said he got some loud for me

hit the city with my new jawn

polo on me a lot of horsepower

f-ck a bad b-tch in the f-cking shower

i feel like tony the world is ours

count the money n-gg- add it up

f-ck a hater if he acting up

shooters with me and they running up

hit the telly with some freak hoes

for the bands i bet she drop she it low

she pop that p-ssy on a headstand

blowing o’s doing the money dance

{chorus}

free smoke free smoke free smoke free smoke

{verse 3}

got a bad b-tch down in texas

a couple hoes in my section

hit my n-gg- on the west end

f-ck my ex and her best friend

rolling swishers ciroc in my cup

when i was broke they ain’t give a f-ck

now we popping haters mad as f-ck

you know my name bring the city out

i just might bring sosa out

she shaking -ss i love when it bounce

riding through switching lanes

sh-t a never be the same

you know i do it for my gang

f-ck n-gg- you a lame

{chorus}

free smoke free smoke free smoke free smoke

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