Mystikal - Smoked out
Tekst :
Yo hit that bitch up...up...up...coo
We bout to get smoked out this bitch here tonight
When the last time you heard that shit (turn that shit up)
Damn its been a minute nigga (cough cough)
Still doin this shit (pass dat shit nigga)
Look..look....look for yall niggas that dont know nigga
I really be smokin on my smoking songs (well alright)
You can smell it??? (fuckin right)
Thats that..(cough), thats that real shit you heard me
Ohhh shit
Hit this shit fool
You aint scared huh???? YOU can handle it?
[Mystikal]
Get ya ? with ya pipe and, cigar, papers, scissors and cut it up
Smoke somethin, sell somethin, roll somethin
If it aint doeja then put up
I m bout to let yall bitches know somethin
I m the nigga to holla at if you really tryna blow somethin
Scope houses ? like they inexpensive
Got cushion northern lights white without Tupac and Jimmy Hendrix
Just like the incense
Me run outta weed, is that senseless
For instance....
Imma be around this bitch smokin till i got dentures
Three smokin songs you two ? you know the ?
I mean its four smoke songs
I done got so blowed I forgot to count this one
Aint no mystery, yall niggas need to let that bullshit miss me
You know the history
Been smokin, keep movin boxes of fifty
You could live it high, could live it tipsy
But both gon get a nig fucked up
So tell me whats the difference
This that shit...the shit they cant stay woke off of
This that shit that ? cant smoke off of
[Chorus 4X]
(what u is?) I m just a rap writer, before I get my nerve back
Lemmie go get my lemmie go get my lighter
[Mystikal]
Smoke alllll over this mutha fucka....bitch you aint loaded
Cuuuuuu boom boom boom boom at the doe
If u gotta problem with me gettin high...suck a dick and die
Lemmie go get my, lemmie go get my, lemmie go get my,
lemmie go get my LIGHTER
(cough cough) Cuuuuuu
Yall muthafuckas aint loaded
Nigga if yall was muthafukin loaded like me you d have your muthafuckin
lighter up nigga
Put ya muthafuckin lighter in the sky nigga
Light that bitch up
Inne utwory
Shake ya ass Go head Mystikal fever Dick on the track Whacha want, whacha need Jump It yearns Never gonna bounce Big truck driver Out that boot camp clicc Here we go The braids Mind of Mystikal Here i go Ooooh yeah Bouncin back Born 2 be a soldier Losowe utwory
Czasem siebie pytam , czy dziewczyna w lustrze to ja.
Jestem jakaś inna , choć to przecież ta sama twarz.
Bo pogubiłam drogi , zatraciłam swoje ja.
Kim już dzisiaj jestem , sama nie wiem czy ja to ja.
Refren:
Czy to ja czy to ja czy...
Ach jak bardzo chciałbym powrócić
do garnuszka z pękniętym uszkiem
jabłka z drzewa zerwanego na szczęście
znów kraciastą przytulić poduszkę
I na wiosnę pojeździć rowerem
kiedy śnieg już stopnieje z chodników
i na rzekę okręcik z papieru
by jak ja mógł popłynąć do Nikąd
Od sąsiadów pożyczyć porzeczek
nawet palec skaleczyć na gwoździu
czasem z Maćkiem pogadać od rzeczy
czasem cichy...
Hold me baby
Disappointed
Going crazy
Even though we can t afford
The sky is over
Even though we can t afford
The sky is over
I don t want to see you go
The sky is over
Even though we can t afford
The sky is over ...
Oh! Ohhhh yeeeh
I used to think maybe you loved me now baby I m Sure
And I just cant wait till the day when you knock On my door
Now everytime I go for the mailbox, gotta hold Myself down
Cause I just can...
Can you jam with all the freaks tonight?
Can you jam? Just rock your body right
Can you jam? Cos I just got to know
Can you jam, can you jam?
If you wanna party here comes the funk
Five got the flava so just give it up [give...