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letra de next to smoke - otf ikey & doodie lo

[intro: otf ikey & doodie lo]
wooh, yeah
yeah, doodie in this b-tch
mikey ikey in this motherf-cker
yeah, hahaha
ayy, ayy, n-gga

[verse 1: doodie lo]
i had fell in love with xanax
dropped the four up in the phantom
grab my ‘scripts in alabama
wrap sh-t up like it’s from santa
fully, drac’, hop out, chase
have my shorties finna wait
trackhawk, b-tch, we gettin’ away
huh? what you finna say?
[verse 2: otf ikey]
foenem pop out with them switches
they don’t play, they’ll get you stitched
zoo got aim, he hit from distance
rollin’ backwoods, f-ck a swisher
don’t f-ck with these n-ggas, i keep my distance
slide for a hoe, better respect my pimpin’
i sip green if the codeine in it
pinky ring shinin’, you know i’m winnin’

[verse 3: doodie lo]
otf, bеtter mind your business
you had told, you is a witness
whеre you been? you actin’ fishy
smokin’ dope ’til we dizzy
the pipe i tote it hold a fifty
i f-cked his b-tch and he was sh-tty
we poppin’ pills, we gettin’ litty
i’m gettin’ too rich, you can’t get near me

[verse 4: otf ikey]
n-ggas be twelve, gotta watch these n-ggas
you know i keep a glock, i’ll pop a n-gga
i was ridin’ in the v with them choppers, n-gga
d.o.a., no doctor n-gga
i slept on the floors in apartments, n-gga
i’m too plain, ain’t gon’ argue with you
otf day one starter, n-gga
i’m a real n-gga, ain’t a artist n-gga
[verse 5: doodie lo]
price on his head, i put a hundred-hundreds
i was really f-cked up, i ain’t have no money
i was runnin’ same socks, i ain’t had none
made kool-aid, we’ll add honey
who done let you in the door? i just want you to know
he was leanin’ on the wall, now it brains on the floor
higher we’re up, i wanna let you know
new opp in the air, who next to smoke?

[outro: otf ikey & doodie lo]
ayy, this a lot of gang sh-t goin’ on
we runnin’ the world right now, you know?
otf or nothin’
oh yeah, we used to be kickin’ that b-tch down, you know?
ikey back in this b-tch with me, you know how the f-ck we rockin’ man
smokin’ with my f-ckin’ brother, you know?
know how the f-ck we comin’ man
we get it in this motherf-cker, fasho
roll that sh-t up, man
yeah, yeah, yeah
b-tch, b-tch

- otf ikey doodie lo

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