1Xtra - Smoke Boys

1Xtra - Smoke Boys

Год
2018
Язык
`English`
Длительность
187000

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1Xtra

Smoke Boys

Are you ready?

(Mm-hmm)

Boom bang on my

'nough gyal, Hugh Hefner

Anytime I get 1xtra

Swear down I feel like Hector (swear that I feel like Hector)

I was in that brought-down Vetra and we had that boom selector

Tryna' boom that bredda

Told bro do that right, then do that left

We just left a fed car

And I still do it for bro, still do it like blue will do it for zedda

Had a peng ting from Leicester givin' man xtra, what 'bout electra

Guess if she don’t give head, kick that bitch out the bed like vector

And I already dance and flex

So 1 2 step like Skepta (ay, ay)

Skr, skr, dee, dee that’s a fed car (fed car fed car fed car)

Don’t want me in but I’m out like Wenger (Wenger, Wenger, Wenger)

Change her agenda of a contender when I roll I enter

Yo bitch wanna press it like Beckham I bend her

I’m feeling a smack down, get the rock out, not the wrestler (ay, ay)

'nough gyal like Hugh Hefner (ay, ay)

Hit the block, givin' out a malteser, for a tester 1xtra

Man are chatty like gyal two eggs up crack a man’s egg and slap up man’s eggnog,

givin' man corn not lectra

Put gyal on a stretcher, right after I press her

Smoke weed, I’m Smoke Dogg, cocaine in the

Fly out Toronto, rest up my bredda

I’m Champagne Papi, bottles in the VIP

Givin' the gyal dem testers

Stay dope like Hector

Snow man, got the dweller

Step out in ketchup all hot sauce and pepper

You was a top boy then turned out to a begger

Came up from the bottom, but I work in a cellar

French prince like Will but I’m fresher (fresh)

Walk in the building like who’s my contender (who's my contender)

Brought down paps and I made them cellar

I was tryna get my bread up, she just wants me to get wet up (wet up)

With man I change up the weather

Plugs insist that I send em two xtra

Hurry up and buy, I ain’t givin' out testers (hurry up and buy)

Young boys run around, yeah they movin' reckless (reckless)

Yeah they movin' headless

Do you forget it, better not tell feds

I ain’t fucking happy

Free my dons in the KJ sappy

Dem gyal too bloodclaat catty

And your babe’s gonna do it for the snappy?

1xtra, give a gyal xtra

I like my gyal dem plus, not xtra

Oh my days who’s that top flexer

F money in the Benz looking expensor

Or should I say 'spensive

I know where I come from and where the ends is

Still show anywhere where my friends is

You know my ting different and splendid

Gyal love we well wan' touch we

Dem a cat for the jookin' and fuckrie

Anytime we do this then we say come back

Cus they love this flow we fuckrie

Listen, I mean business

Been tryna get rich with quickness

I got peng tings lookin like thickness

Gyal wanna make movies but I’m not Idris

Straight litness

Pattin' up man’s aunts and sisters

Might slap on the back like biscuits

Get 1xtra or I might just rinse it (you get me?)

Had food for the cats like Whiskers

And I shut down stages, big up the listeners

No Chinese whispers

Pourin' up champs and billin' up rizlas

More life, we live dis

Flex with Ron and Lester

Gyal from Brom-town and Manchester (skiii)

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