Tyla Yaweh - All the Smoke (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Tyla Yaweh - All the Smoke (en) Lyrics
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Fast car, I want all the smoke
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
Porsche 911, can't see me no more
I be up high, but I want some more
Yeah, all the smoke
Yeah, in a Porsche, yeah,
Aventador, yeah
She might wanna ride, but it
better be a foreign, yeah
Make it roar, yeah, yeah
Said her ex was a joker,
no locked doors
Takin' what you want from me
Tell a bitch, "Throw it back
like it's all yours"
Lock it up and throw the key
Speed it up like a NASCAR Autosport
Speedin' in that Porsche
Livin' life fast, I'm goin'
all around the course
Ain't no competition, got
the ball in my court
Screamin' "fuck the opposition"
every time that we score
I'm the one and only with
the rawest report
I ain't crossed no twenties like
I bought from the store
Gunna bought her Pucci and
that Juicy Couture
We made a rated movie, had her
pussy a lil' sore (I can't
wait to go back on tour)
I copped a new toy
They gon' see the smoke, I
changed the mode, sport
Maybach to the yacht, left
in a Rolls Royce
See them haters, they done
left me no choice
She love me and she say
I make her so moist
I be up high, but I want
some more (Okay)
Dippin', dodgin', in and
out a new Ferrari
I don't want her, she
be fuckin' anybody
If I'm in, then I'ma drop
the top on that
Yeah, she got a fatty,
but her top is whack
I might hit her bestfriend, I'm
somethin' like a legend
I'm smokin' on that kush and you
can tell by how it's smellin'
Say she got a curfew, gotta
be in by eleven
If I roll up all this weed up, better
make sure you inhale it
Fast car, I want all the smoke (Uh)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, all the smoke
(You don't know when you gon'
get that pack again, girl)
Porsche 911, can't see me no more
(You better treat it right, yep)
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