lirik lagu t-rock & mr. sche - smoke & choke
[intro: mr. sche]
y’all n~ggas know what time it is
roll up n~gga
whatever you n~ggas do
do it well
[chorus 1: mr. sche]
i keep on rollin’ that smoke (feel that smoke in your lungs)
i keep on smokin’ that weed
i keep on chokin’ on weed
because that weed what i need
[post~chorus 1: mr. sche]
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke (smoke and choke and)
i smoke and choke (smoke and choke and)
i smoke and choke (smoke and choke and)
i smoke and choke (smoke and choke and)
[verse 1: mr. sche]
smoked out, locced out, ridin’ with the pistol grip
g’s in the front, hoes in the back, don’t trip
fall, oops i did it, these b~tches done broke plenty law
they the type of b~tches that will blow yo ass off
load me a shotgun, pass me that purple drank
feel it, puff comethazine, so high, i can’t think
get my d~ck sucked while i’m rollin’ down the highway
this some o.g sh~t, lame n~ggas gotta pay
snort me a line of bake, roaches in the ashtray
hundred dollar bill as i feel it up my nasalway
headed to the mound, i’ma stop at kfc to eat
for [west side?] club, memphis where my real n~ggas be
pulled me a young freak, see her at [mail road?]
long as she 18, she can get a n~gga pole
long as she 18, she can sell that p~ssy
i’ma put her on the mar, make her bring me back that money
this some trill~ass memphis sh~t, started this devil sh~t
we started this pimp sh~t, n~ggas don’t f~ck with
puttin’ hoes on the house, everybody f~cked
long as you put five on the bag, everybody puff
i’m in love with that dope, i’m a junky for that weed
if you did put five on it, hop out it, bust and leave
i’m a fiend for that motherf~cking’ light in the south
’til the world f~ckin’ blow up, no doubt, smoked out
[pre~chorus: mr. sche]
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke (smoke and choke and)
i smoke and choke (smoke and choke and)
i smoke and choke (smoke and choke and)
i smoke and choke (smoke and choke and)
[chorus 2: mr. sche]
i keep on rollin’ that smoke (feel that smoke in your lungs)
i keep on smokin’ that weed
i keep on chokin’ on weed
because that weed what i need (feel that smoke in your lungs)
[interlude: t~rock]
oh yeah, this that night time get high sh~t right here
you know what i’m talkin’ ‘bout?
let me get a blunt
couple more times before i go in on you b~tches
uh huh, you know how i feel with smoke in my lungs, baby
hahaha, mister 420 himself (make you wanna love her)
givin’ it to ‘em like
[verse 2: t~rock]
eyes low, high as h~ll, puffin’ on that k!ller weed
smoke the day away, to h~ll with my responsibilities
i just wanna smoke, have s~x, hit the liquor, leave
with your baby mama, f~ck the hoe and make her feel achieved
freak in the mornin’, chika give a [diva?] that
make it rain on them hoes, now they callin’ fema back
bad weed, ab pat, i don’t know the mean of that
my music bring the potheads out and get the arean packed
no, they ain’t got sh~t on me, you n~ggas ain’t seen a mag
rolemodels pull they money out of they purses to bring me that
i’m in love with reefer, to me it’s an aphrodisiac
wherever you smell it, it’s probably where you see me at
wherever they sell it, it’s where they playin’ my cd at
in the trap house, where that freak b~tch deedee at?
smokin’ that sh~t that’ll make you just wanna say f~ck everythin and do nothin’ at all
makin’ my n~ggas be smokin’ on nothin’ but kush, i’m eternally up and then fall (ooh)
[verse 3: pimpminista]
my n~gga, roll that, dry that , spark that, pass that
seshin’ in the dungeon, smokin’ plenty weed and sippin’ yak
broads on the couch, half~naked, rollin’ up trees
sche on the board, cookin’ up a dope~ass beat
a lot of n~ggas lyin’, talkin’ ‘bout they only smoke kush
but we’re smokin’ everythin’ from chronic down to reggie bush
rollin’ up [in the?] titanic, save the kush for the bong
ain’t no sense in frontin’ young n~gga, get your smoke on
blazed, so much smoke up in the room, i’m in a daze
my n~gga, you should see the smile up on my face
cottonmouth, hey yo rock, pass the drank
hennessy get a n~gga back straight
and shawty choosin’, think the gal wanna play
come on lil mama, step right this way
but first i gotta put the cape on
super thug action in the bed, time to get it on
sweatin’ up the sheets, hittin’ switches, goin’ wild
pound action from the back, make the kitty cat smile
and ye ain’t know, girl, you’re f~ckin’ with a certified pro
guaranteed to make you bust five times or more
and when it’s all said and done, i’ma hit these streets
munchies like a motherf~cker, man, it’s time to eat
you know i’m waffle house~bound
scattered, smothered, goin’ down
then it’s back to the house, another blunt to my mouth
[chorus 3: mr. sche]
i keep on rollin’ that smoke (feel that smoke in your lungs)
i keep on smokin’ that smoke
i keep on chokin’ on weed
because that weed what i need
i keep on rollin’ that smoke (feel that smoke in your lungs)
i keep on smokin’ that smoke
i keep on chokin’ on weed
because that weed what i need
[verse 4: nasty nardo]
got us seein’ things, i’m so blunt, and i’m cuttin’ up
t.h.c on the leaves that are crumbled up
light it up, light it up, lot of sh~t goin’ up
when it’s smellin’ this good, everybody huddle up
feel it bubble up when i pour it in my glass
it’s a me, yakkin’ got ‘em intrigued when i pass
big ass wanna blast, beggin’ for a shotgun
fortified it on a n~gga, so i had to give her one
country women give me some, wanna hit the back seat
wanna eat a n~gga meat, make a n~gga wanna skeet
so i’m gonna give her treat, make her feel real good
now she can’t get enough, got her workin’ in the hood
got her workin’ hollywood, got her workin’ timid
keep a n~gga countin’ all this paper that she peelin’
oh, what a feelin’, i ain’t never ever goin’ broke
so it’s on the top shelf, marijuana that i smoke
exotic when i choke, exotic when i blaze
feelin’ like a ghost when i’m steppin’ through the purple haze
since my younger days, man, a n~gga been blastin’
off like a n.a.s.a sp~ce shuttle, never crashin’
[refrain: nasty nardo]
police passed her, defrost, suckin’ hard
macklemore and third street, bolted it at the park
police passed her, defrost, suckin’ hard
macklemore and third street, bolted it at the park
[chorus 4: mr. sche]
i keep on rollin’ that smoke (feel that smoke in your lungs)
i keep on smokin’ that weed
i keep on chokin’ on weed
because that weed what i need
i keep on rollin’ that smoke (feel that smoke in your lungs)
i keep on smokin’ that weed
i keep on chokin’ on weed
because that weed what i need
i keep on rollin’ that smoke (feel that smoke in your lungs)
i keep on smokin’ that weed
i keep on chokin’ on weed
because that weed what i need
i keep on rollin’ that smoke (feel that smoke in your lungs)
i keep on smokin’ that weed
i keep on chokin’ on weed
because that weed what i need
[post~chorus 2: mr. sche]
i smoke and choke (feel that smoke in your lungs)
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke (feel that smoke in your lungs)
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke (feel that smoke in your lungs)
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke (feel that smoke in your lungs)
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke
i smoke and choke
[outro: mr. sche]
feel that smoke in your lungs
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