DELASEAN lyrics : "Puffy Le Smoke"
Yalready know
It's Puffy Le Smoke
And I'm ready to go
Ready to go
(Verse)
I'm Puffy Le Smoke and I'm ready to go
Cop me a ounce and I'm ready to blow
Black ^!$$% flying, so call me a crow
Forever been clever and (*##$ you should know
Sick of me bro, and they wanting my spot
Cause they give what they got and they see that I'm hot
But I do what I do, I completed my part
Now I'm onto this part cause she calling me pop.
No, you don't wanna hear a weed song!
About the kind of Gs that I beez on
Now a ^!$$% quick to put his $#&@ing team on it
And I climb the tower like King Kong
Sometimes I stop and think if a ^!$$% really is balling
Then I smoke a blunt because a brainstorm
My best role, my mind is clouded,
I feel it in my veins
My adrenaline increasing
'Cause this is the season,
The chains and we bees in the game
^!$$%s be paying their fees
They seein I'm getting the fame and I'm flankin them
Man, my mind's on a plane
And me, I fall from the same
But we say we gon change
'Cause this is the struggle and that day they'll finally run me
These ^!$$%s is lame
Yea speak of my name
But I'm payin no mind though
'Cause hatin ^!$$%s and $#&@ boys
That %#@! I ain't got no time for
Bad hoes get combo, me I'm a king like lino
And I stride forward
My girl will the best, but ^!$$% what the $#&@ is you tryin for?
(Hook)
Man, mother$#&@ your team (your team)
And mother$#&@ your clique (your clique)
I came here with my homies, dawg,
And we worked hard for this %#@!
Now I rock shows and they're sold out
And them hoes out with their toes out
And I went pro from day one
And your whole team got no skulls!
(Verse)
(*##$, check the flow!
Word around town ^!$$% extra cold
Even give a $#&@ when yo ^!$$% was broke
Now you wanna try yo luck
You don't touch me though
Oh, that's your hoe right next to bro
Declassify it like man did
Smoking weed where the turn up is
We hoppin for it like Ted did
And I left this movement
That all you mother$#&@ers wanna groove with
And I came in to give 2 %#@!s
And I paper weight for this cool %#@!
And I wrote this, stupid
And you sit still like you still a kid
They wonder how I do this
'Cause I have something to go prove, (*##$
Rose from the dead like a new (*##$
With a new whip and a new (*##$
And a new fit, and a new clique
'Cause that's just how I do this
Just Puffy Le Smoke and I'm right out my clothes
And that's how I go, steer ahead of you folks
This is my life and I thought I control it
If you didn't my ^!$$%, then now you should know
You was quitin and I had the struggle to grow
But sit in my room an just work on my flows
My money look poor then my face is important
And that is the proof for the work that is shown
Bleed from my pen and I write from the soul
Pull out that blade and I spark up the trol
^!$$%s don't hate me, now already know
And if that is just right
Just let it be known that I'm crown bound,
It's my sound that I found
You can't get, this my %#@! I practice
I'm active til I'm rich
I bull's eye like I'm shootin team
And I killed this %#@!, you just flew in
While rollin up that good weed
Just blowned off and get 2 things
(Hook)
Man, mother$#&@ your team (your team)
And mother$#&@ your clique (your clique)
I came here with my homies, dawg,
And we worked hard for this %#@!
Now I rock shows and they're sold out
And them hoes out with their toes out
Aye who are we? We the Nation Gs
And we gon rise against all doubts, (*##$.
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