She smoking on cherry pies
And she so fine when she giving me the eye
She loves to do her make up
Pretend to act shy
I wanna wake up wit you
And then touch the sky
DM messages on Instagram
Me might go live, we might go ham
Got the plans from thunder clan
Shots some guns, got some jammed
Hop up out a classic class
I'm mapping with some master plans
Factor in a tragic chance
Got ancestors sacred dance
I think she the dope girl
Mami packing the straps too
She definitely in my world
Flicking selfies up in my bathroom
See thru purse peeking at the money clip
With the grinder, loud bud and organic papers all rolled up in it
Ounces only, what she told me
She don't f*ck around with rolling
Holding onto bold leafs, catch me floating slowly
Bunch of new friends, that's a lot of homies
Much more trophies when we adapting and getting holy
She smoking on cherry pies
And she so fine when she giving me the eye
She loves to do her make up
Pretend to act shy
I wanna wake up wit you
And then touch the sky
Yo I kinda wish I had another concha
Like the more I'm smoking
The more I'm just like
Thinking I had a concha next to me still
And I'm just like oh let me take another bite
And I'm just like oh
It's gone
Flicking ashes in the wind
Wind, wind, wind
Lets help each other win
Win, win, win
I just bought a glock 17
I am not about catching sleep
Hustler's dream with third open
Free the land that's always stolen
Catch a drip from the sauce in this potion
Make a flip with the right motions
Pop options, make explosions
Slay toxins, with these savage poems
Baby we be
High as f*ck
High as f*ck
High as f*ck
High as f*ck
High as f*ck
You got the best trees
That's what's up
That's what's up
That's what's up
That's what's up
You a gangsta wit it
I'm giving thanks wit it
I'm embracing traditions
I am facing these visions
She smoking on cherry pies
And she so fine when she giving me the eye
She loves to do her make up
Pretend to act shy
I wanna wake up wit you
And then touch the sky
She smoking on cherry pies
And she so fine when she giving me the eye
She loves to do her make up
Pretend to act shy
I wanna wake up wit you
And then touch the sky
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Sacramento Knoxx - Smoking on Cherry Pies Lyrics
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She smoking on cherry pies
And she so fine when she giving me the eye
She loves to do her make up
Pretend to act shy
I wanna wake up wit you
And then touch the sky
DM messages on Instagram
Me might go live, we might go ham
Got the plans from thunder clan
Shots some guns, got some jammed
Hop up out a classic class
I'm mapping with some master plans
Factor in a tragic chance
Got ancestors sacred dance
I think she the dope girl
Mami packing the straps too
She definitely in my world
Flicking selfies up in my bathroom
See thru purse peeking at the money clip
With the grinder, loud bud and organic papers all rolled up in it
Ounces only, what she told me
She don't f*ck around with rolling
Holding onto bold leafs, catch me floating slowly
Bunch of new friends, that's a lot of homies
Much more trophies when we adapting and getting holy
She smoking on cherry pies
And she so fine when she giving me the eye
She loves to do her make up
Pretend to act shy
I wanna wake up wit you
And then touch the sky
Yo I kinda wish I had another concha
Like the more I'm smoking
The more I'm just like
Thinking I had a concha next to me still
And I'm just like oh let me take another bite
And I'm just like oh
It's gone
Flicking ashes in the wind
Wind, wind, wind
Lets help each other win
Win, win, win
I just bought a glock 17
I am not about catching sleep
Hustler's dream with third open
Free the land that's always stolen
Catch a drip from the sauce in this potion
Make a flip with the right motions
Pop options, make explosions
Slay toxins, with these savage poems
Baby we be
High as f*ck
High as f*ck
High as f*ck
High as f*ck
High as f*ck
You got the best trees
That's what's up
That's what's up
That's what's up
That's what's up
You a gangsta wit it
I'm giving thanks wit it
I'm embracing traditions
I am facing these visions
She smoking on cherry pies
And she so fine when she giving me the eye
She loves to do her make up
Pretend to act shy
I wanna wake up wit you
And then touch the sky
She smoking on cherry pies
And she so fine when she giving me the eye
She loves to do her make up
Pretend to act shy
I wanna wake up wit you
And then touch the sky
And she so fine when she giving me the eye
She loves to do her make up
Pretend to act shy
I wanna wake up wit you
And then touch the sky
DM messages on Instagram
Me might go live, we might go ham
Got the plans from thunder clan
Shots some guns, got some jammed
Hop up out a classic class
I'm mapping with some master plans
Factor in a tragic chance
Got ancestors sacred dance
I think she the dope girl
Mami packing the straps too
She definitely in my world
Flicking selfies up in my bathroom
See thru purse peeking at the money clip
With the grinder, loud bud and organic papers all rolled up in it
Ounces only, what she told me
She don't f*ck around with rolling
Holding onto bold leafs, catch me floating slowly
Bunch of new friends, that's a lot of homies
Much more trophies when we adapting and getting holy
She smoking on cherry pies
And she so fine when she giving me the eye
She loves to do her make up
Pretend to act shy
I wanna wake up wit you
And then touch the sky
Yo I kinda wish I had another concha
Like the more I'm smoking
The more I'm just like
Thinking I had a concha next to me still
And I'm just like oh let me take another bite
And I'm just like oh
It's gone
Flicking ashes in the wind
Wind, wind, wind
Lets help each other win
Win, win, win
I just bought a glock 17
I am not about catching sleep
Hustler's dream with third open
Free the land that's always stolen
Catch a drip from the sauce in this potion
Make a flip with the right motions
Pop options, make explosions
Slay toxins, with these savage poems
Baby we be
High as f*ck
High as f*ck
High as f*ck
High as f*ck
High as f*ck
You got the best trees
That's what's up
That's what's up
That's what's up
That's what's up
You a gangsta wit it
I'm giving thanks wit it
I'm embracing traditions
I am facing these visions
She smoking on cherry pies
And she so fine when she giving me the eye
She loves to do her make up
Pretend to act shy
I wanna wake up wit you
And then touch the sky
She smoking on cherry pies
And she so fine when she giving me the eye
She loves to do her make up
Pretend to act shy
I wanna wake up wit you
And then touch the sky
Writer: Christopher Yepez
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid