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lirik lagu the firemen - smoke wit me

[intro: teck money]
high, so high

[chorus: teck money]
smoke with me, baby i’m feeling you
after i roll this weed, then you can hit it too
smoke with me, baby i’m feeling you
after i roll this weed, then you can hit it too

[verse 1: 4~ize]
french vanilla, b~tter pecan, chocodillas
let this rap cat get all up in yo guts
and bust nuts, on sl~ts with big b~tts
i look but don’t touch, i won’t say much
i hit a dutch i roll a personal
four eyes or 42 inch vertical
how high? i’m above the rim
its the sausage king, they in love with him
eighth room in chi~town to prove a point
pink meat slaughterhouse like moo and oink
it’s all gravy, i put the b~tter on ya biscuit
pass the dutchie to the left cuz ya missed it
hey girl, you look so pretty
i know you wanna go smoke with me
you should come along cuz i got that sticky
but i just need you here with mе, holla!
[chorus: teck money]
smoke with me, baby i’m feeling you
after i roll this weed, thеn you can hit it too
smoke with me, baby i’m feeling you
after i roll this weed, then you can hit it too

[verse 2: teck money]
sleepless [?] of a hidden bruce banner
blow dro in p~town we call it jojo dancer
i got the answer, to avoid lung cancer
pull out the tar paper next time you chief
w~double e, d spells relief
don’t call the police, call the firemen
cuz we got that fire; what you got to spit?
bust down two times on the fat ass twig
it’s the incredible hulk, shoutout to young tin
tilt the side of my brim man, my eyes is red
i’m in the back alley hallway looking for the drid
cuz he got that smoke, fresh off the boat
hit it just one time, make you feel it in your throat
cough up a lung, can you deliver a spleen
don’t put nothing in my 40 put something on my green
last months in the four, high times magazine

[chorus: teck money]
smoke with me, baby i’m feeling you
after i roll this weed, then you can hit it too
smoke with me, baby i’m feeling you
after i roll this weed, then you can hit it too
[verse 3: khalil cibran]
i should quit smoking dawg, and try to hop the pearly gates
but i toss salad like a frisbee on a park on a sunday
i was fat, now i’m skinny, how you lose so much weight
i replied “no problem, from state to state”
khalil cibran lee majors, a.k.a forrest gump
when i rolled a year straight selling base out the trunk
if i sold you two for one, or three for two i double pump
planet [?] landfilled up with six~inch dump
back against the wall staring at this one brother
who was talking to his sister that reminded him of his mother
well sh~t, he’s bout the corner, born and died in california
she was working in the garden, he was snacking on bologna
a box, drive~by, six shots rang out
when he look towards the sky he saw her soul seep out
of a frail limp body, kinda like his now
d~mn shame black folks got to eat mad cow

[interlude: teck money]
high, so high, high, so high

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