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E 40 : Smoke 'n Drank lyrics

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E 40 lyrics : "Smoke 'n Drank"

(spit that %#@!)
Durrin a playa like my youth
I think I recall when I got my first tooth

I was a teeny little ol teether lil old peeverl ittle (*##$es
Some like a little further on down the line
started $#&@in with moonshine, all kind of wines

Stood in front of the liquor house sokin up kidney , from old
timers
Buy me a drank man I know it's against the law be a good

sport liquor sport
What you need my little comrad a packet of kool-aid and some
throw up

What else? A pack of Bb's and a short naked Night Train
Whatchu gonna give me? A couple of foodstamps that I won in a
dice game

Preciate it playa, I'm up out of this (*##$ bout to go hook
up
with my side hill now them %#@!s relatives simple ones

kinfolks
Good folks, y'know, y'know
Twisted, slogan, me and my fools be out there back pervin

Tor' back on your face and started to roll over

*chorus*

Let's perv, throw up, and drank again
Let's get high, loaded, and smoke again
(repeat 2X)


Just wakin up from my hang-over
Still high, like I swallowed an ounce of

yola"[email protected]%!e" I don't wanna ever be sober
Like payin tuishin, wake up in the same position, open up the
safe

Peep the stash, lookin mighty healthy, plenty of cash
Grabbed my faulty"cell phone" from up out the charger
And then boutsta make a dash called up the folks today is the

day
for my ^!$$%'s birthday twelve o'clock come through
gon get beat

By who? By them hog mark ^!$$%z in the cleats
We's deep, no remorse no feelings [email protected]$!os no sorrow
Drink it til your mother$#&@in insides turn holow to cross and

wallow
Back to back, struck and strikin, that's your job
(that's your job ^!$$%)

To make you lift this tick, $#&@it ^!$$% blow a bottle

*chorus*


Room spinnin, dead
Got the garbage can next to the bed

Now I was tweakin off that old crazy $$# commercial on BET
Jackie Stallone
What made it so bad is I don't even know how I got home

^!$$%z ain't feel me y'know $#&@ this sargeant
general
when they peoples be lookin like that indo

viktaa barren, purple kushdo
Smob with me I'm tryin to told ya like you get to perkin
Ride to me I'll teach you some of this game that I be

twerkin
Pull this mother$#&@er over main, you probably gotta go piss
again

Don't even sweat it though just be on the lookout for
so-and-so
now whatchu be callin them po-po's? Tedelknows

Penelopes, grill up out of this (*##$ man
I got warrants, let's go get some Hen main

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