Keep Smokin' Keep Smokin' Bring something new to the table And I don't want yams because I had some yesterday But I can smoke grams blaze one almost everyday And I will shake hands and make plans with a featherweight Wolf Gang clan sold out when we set a date Klux Klan burn the stage down let it marinate Correlate circulate percolate a work of fate it hurts to hate For me there's no surrogate Bring the fucking food to the table And if you get cheese make it provolone or parmesan Rolling Mary Jane, killers — pain in my other arm Holding on a dame and her main in my other arm Such a charm, so it's on, smoke til it's gone Feel withdrawn, These bitches blown They better call Tyron, about where upon She's at and um, sit on a bus stop like she do salons Or bag a bitch for me like she fucking works at Vons It's the M, the E, the L The L, the O, W, H The Y, the P, the P, the E It's the M, the E, the L The L, the O, W, H The Y, the P, get your money Never been a buster nigga I ride with them thuggish niggas Mellowhigh Loiter Squad I ride with them ruggish niggas Never fuck a bitch up in the bucket, she just suck a nigga 81 box chevy Dirty seats, dirty sprite Ridin' dirty through the night Shining like some pearly whites Lurking for the popo though Fuck them punks Exit out the way I'mma hit the Shake Junt Hey my nigger G goes smoke 8 junts Kill the bottle, full throttle Bad bitch still fuck with me I still fuck with y'all But we ain't fuck for free All my wolves we eat feet said we all floss We boss hogs ain't all talk Monstertruck, dumpster truck Fuck the slut in dope and smut Trash wang, that's what's up (x5)
