MR. LUCCI

MR. LUCCI - Smoke With Me lyrics

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[Verse 1]

Let me take another choke of the reefa smoke

I gotta roll up another and another

Like a dime or a double I'm on houble

Like I'm I am floatin on a bubble(hmmn)

Ain't no trouble wit me rollin the bink

the only trouble wit me is my holdin the bink

Cause when I blaze I hate, I parlay all day

wit my niggas who can't plus a dozen of sweets

Now mary jane is my love that I keep

The only one that show when she creep

the only one that I know where she sleep

The only one that can blow like a freak

the only one that can hold my piece (fo real dough)

24/7 gettin twisted and blowed, blowin cakes til my lungs explode

Lettin the good green indo flow threw my lips then out my nose

Pullin sweets and optimos thru my ho dressed in the finer clothes

When the bitch nigga flexed up

She call me slow then she tells me go

I don't know what I'd do without the blazins of my flamin boo

Through my arm steady, keepin my game in tru

Keep a nigga steady clamin you

I admit keep nigga spendin number while they changin you

When the bags gone in we threw

or betta yet when the bags gone when we begin

On a hunt for another session wit a fella Texan

where it's 10 to get in

All day & night she just hold me tight

like pit bull bike, like a g&fight

I can't see it no other way

but me and Mary Jane alone without a joke let's ride!

[Chorus: x2]

Smoke wit me, that indo weed, that hennessy

Let's get high, touch the sky

Smoke wit me, that indo weed, that hennessy

Let's get high, touch the sky

[Verse 2]

See I'm the type that a grab the weed & roll it up solo Johnson fool

Cause everday situations got me lost me in amazing shit

Now I'm wishin I was back in school, I mma break the rules

Smokin weed everyday of my life

and heavenly or everyday that is trife

I be the crook in the night

when my took a look at our life

and found mary as a bigga delight

so baby take swing to the right

and let me kiss you smoove

Leavin my niggas down wit the things you do

I don't care that you be fuckin wit them niggas is cool

But later on tonight it'll be me and you

Got no time to prove how deep is my love

for ya bout as deep as the seeds grow

But let me tell you something

I been knockin down dos for ya

Pistol pack where the weed ho

Hit the sweet and I'm blowed

In my superior mode

Playa I've been on the grind tryna get it grind cuz i live it

Cool, calm, relaxed, straight, and while I'm straight

make a playa feel like he chillin the whole day

and feelin it all day

Mary Jane to the brain I'm in love wit ya

You know you need to spend a dub wit ya,

Plus I know you really love mista,

So won't you put me on the level like you do all the bud niggas,

I be tryna chill but the only way that I can do that is to get a new sac,

Call up my crook niggas and my tru cats Mary is waitin to the back

Relax ain't nobody gonna find us fool

It's Mary Jane smoke out the room

Glass eyes no doubt, Lucci bring anotha bag wit you

so we can smoke til the sky is blue.

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]

I'mma smoke til I can just can't smoke no mo

See me runnin to the block to the corner store

just get a fresh pack of optimo's,

Cause the blow so slow wit my dou to dou

I'mma a pro when the cold is so,

In the glass house smoked out movin it slow

don't smoke don't stress no mo

it's the best to you know

get my mind stir fried like a vegetable

puff puff til my lungs explode

now I'm gone in my own zone, country slow

I can taste her when she feel my throat

cuz she prevoke the choke

and leave me fucked up singin a note

Mary Jane I'm in love wit you girl

cause you hold me down

for never ever see me frown, when I'm comin around

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