734smg - Some Lyrics

Smokin big boy dope by my lonesome

It's the attack of the mack cuttin no slack
Gettin that paper and you know that its a fact
She walkin that track and workin that trap
Bringin that money right back
Linkin it up stackin it up
Pour me up a double cup
Set it on her bubble butt

These cookies lift me up
I dont give no f**ks
Theres no soul i can trust
So i stick to the bucks
Theres no soul i can trust
So i stick to the bucks

I ship out the work
She bring me the cash
I break her a chunk
The rest rubber bands

We get to the touch
I gotta get sucked
So i rubber up and i fit like a glove
She sayin that she wanna f**k
Bitch you in luck ima just drive right in
Slippin slidin when i go in
She all quakin her ass wrigglin and just stay shakin
A jigglin when we in the sheets
Im on the mission im on the creep

Smokin big boy dope by my lonesome
Shorty hit me up and said she wanna bone some
Make her clap back now shorty wanna moan some
Shes done before me and shorty gimme dome some
Smokin big boy dope by my lonesome
Shorty hit me up and said she wanna bone some
Make her clap back now shorty gunna moan some
Shes done before me and shorty gimme dome some