Delasean - Puffy Le Smoke lyrics

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Delasean - Puffy Le Smoke lyrics

Ready to go! Puffy le smoke and I'm ready to go Caught me an.. and I'm ready to blow Blind n***a flying, so call me a crow If I ever make love, then b**h you should know Sick of me bro, and they're wanting my spot Cause I give what I got and they see that I'm hot But I do what I do, I completed my part Now I'm on this.. cause she calling me pop. No, you don't wanna hear weed song! About the kind of Gs that' .. put a f**ing team on it I climb the tower like King Kong Sometimes I stop and think if a n***a really is bowling And I smoke a ' because a brainstorm My best role, momma, is probably the feel in my veins sponsored links Mine genuinely increasing Cause this is the season they're changing' the game n***as be 'to see that I'm getting the fame 'damn, my mind is in a' and me I fall from the'and decided to change (why?) Cause this is the struggling day and finally want me And these n***as is lame! Hear 'em speaking my name, but I'm paying no mind though Cause hating n***as and f** boys that sh** I ain't got no time for! Bad hoes get convo, me I'm the king like Lion When I strive forward, would rather be a best But n***a, what a f** is you trying for? Hook: Man, motherf** your team (your team) And motherf** your clique (your clique) I came here with my homies, dwag, And we weren't half of this sh**! Now rock shows and they're sold out And them hoes out with their toes out Now we're pro from day one And your whole team got no skulls! b**h, check the flow! Word around town you get asked to go Then get f**ed when a n***a is rough Now you're ..let me go, don't text me, though! Oh, that's your hoe right next to bro Decla**ify like maybe Smoking weed with the type of b**h we're having fun like' Now I left this movement The all you wanna f** is wanna grove with ..get two sh**s and I pay' for this cool sh**! Now ' and you sit still ' They wonder how I do this, Cause I had something to go' b**h! Hook: Man, motherf** your team (your team) And motherf** your clique (your clique) I came here with my homies, dwag, And we weren't half of this sh**! Now rock shows and they're sold out And them hoes out with their toes out Now we're pro from day one And your whole team got no skulls!

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