50 Cent - Smoke (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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50 Cent - Smoke (en) Lyrics
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Somebody pull the fire alarm,
girl, where you from?
'Cause you got this club on
fire and outside I bet
all they smell is smoke
All they smell is smoke, girl,
they smellin' smoke
All they smell is smoke
The way your body roll,
I'ma lose control
Pink diamonds, pink sand,
beaches Aruba
Blue sapphires on days when
she feelin' Hoover
She hood and in the mood
when I'm in the mood
Erotic, so exotic, I'm
psychotic about it
I don't want forever, I just
wanna taste her love sample
That product, I bet a
nigga tongue go numb
She's a narcotic, that bomb
shit burnin', we smokin'
My old flame, my Mary Jane,
we got a love thing
She ain't jealous, I keep Nina around
In the small of my back in
case some shit go down
Right under my Hermes, I'm
hearin' the word is
Me, I'm a P.I.M.P
I let Trey hit some, then Dre hit some
Then pass it to the homies
'til we all get done
Niggas can't comprehend
what this shit 'bout
Police comin', you like,
put this shit out
You like smoke and you got me high
You make a nigga want to get down
High feelin' like I'm up in a cloud
Girl, what the fuck you done to me?
You got me feelin' like you
just rolled up for me
You're like smoke and you got me high
So high make your love come down
One time, have that ass turnt out
You're like smoke
Shawty hot, she full
blown, she hot now
100 degrees, that's with
or without the top down
But when she get to workin' her hips,
you know the temperature rise
Oh Lord, soon as she see
the dick in her thighs
She like the stones in my
cross, she flawless
I'm thinkin' damn, why would God
give one woman all this?
You know I got the kind of
conversation that make her
feel like she need me
It's complicated, my occupation,
pimpin' ain't easy
Facts, I stack racks
on racks and racks
Back when I was pumpin' crack,
now my cards are black
Nigga get on my level, bark
with the big dogs
If I want it I buy it, I don't
care what this shit costs
Luther said it: a house is
not a home without her
I had 'em panties on the Greyhound
filled up with powder
But what she showed what she'll
do for me has no limits
Her wantin' is temporary 'cause for
sure she gon' get it, wassup
Everybody showin' the love
when she at the door
Turn this bitch down, that's
fire in the hole
I'm tryina get it and hit it,
I don't wanna pass that
Got me addicted, I'm trippin',
where the stash at?
Baby, baby, don't you know?
Baby, baby, you're just like smoke
And you got me high
So high
Ring the alarm it's on
High
Smoke, you're like smoke
My nigga, wassup?
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