Roy Jones Jr. - I Smoke, I Drank (Remix) (featuring Magic) lyrics

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Beat doctor

Lets welcome 'em Body Head style

I smoke, I drank I tote that iron

Yeah I'm ridin through your neighborhood

Bumpin, blowin on some good

I keep a glock and got a big drop underneath my hood

I'm from Atlanta

Ol' school like some grey vannah

Right up the street from Florida, Tennessee and Alabama

I keep 'em working

keep a pistol, cause these niggaz shady

I hit Louisiana just to say whats happenin baby

Say I'm a timer, diamonds all up in my watch piece

The Whip painted chrome please make 'em watch me

I smoke and drank wanna stop but I can't

So I guess smoking an drankin all the way to the bank to the bank

I'm switchin lanes rollin up purple stank still

Sippin that purple stuff cause I'm addicted to drank

[Hook]

I smoke, I drank I'm supposed to stop but I can't

I'm a dog

I love hoes

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes

Do it big then

Do it big nigga

Do it big nigga

Do it big nigga

[Magic]

Now I ain't got nothing but dick for you hoe's

I won't trip

Ain't sick for you hoe's

Ain't got nothin to give to no nigga

Deal with no nigga

Chill with no nigga

I'm a keep a stack of that funny smelling tobacco

Heater in my hand

Nigga ready to act up

Got damn fool

Ignorant mutha fucka, bout to lose my cool

Let me smoke a Kool

So I can calm my nerves

Find me a duck, get some head in the burb

I'm a fool with them hoe's nigga

That's my word

Show me a dime

And I bet I'm getting served

Everybody know me probably saw me half cocked

Drunk, high in the club

bout to get it hot

Louisanna nigga

down here we gets buck

and if we ain't fightin

it's probably cause we're to fucked up

[Hook]

I drink good and hell I feel fine

But see I'm a Young Blood bitch and I'm high

No I don't sip wine

Boy I sip Goose see

18 shots of Petrone done got me loose

now we're buying out the bar

we pourin up them dranks

tryin to stop this madness

I'm slizzered but so I can't see

this is how we do it my nigga down in the South

can't stand a fuckin hater

now go on and stomp 'em out

cuz see we do it real big

bitch I'm a dog

rollin with my nigga Magic

we bout to ball

in the club shakin hoes

straight up out the door

I'm serving in my Chevy about to let these niggaz know

[RJJ]

That Roy gone ball

Cause Roy got bread

Roy ain't got to smoke or drank he gets head

Roy keep at least six women up in the bed

Roy do it big

Cause Roy got it made

Body Head

[Hook 1x]

Let me see you niggaz

uh uh stomp

uh uh stomp

uh uh stomp

Jig, Jig, Jig

Jig, Jig, Jig

Oh what you thought we was goin somewhere... sike!

[Hook 1x]

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