Strong Arm Steady - No Sky Limit (Oh No's Smoke On Remix) lyrics
rate meBack to get money, and back up bitches cars grabbing broads
Pull over right here by this mall, I fuck you right here on this bar
She laugh like I’m playing,
I took her to the room I would stand
Told her I can tell you got a little man
But if you ain’t got no plans, I just wanna fuck you out your pants
Play something so I can watch you dance
She felt me by the hand, I can really tell she was a fan
Cause she kept telling me dom do it again, again?
I didn’t even have to sneak it in
She told me next time we’ll meet up with her friend
I said who and when? Grab my iPhone and got my breer
The words sorta sounded like yeah, I was like yeah
Already heard she wanted in, and it’s nothing like getting new girls
That’s unless you hitting 2 girls, smoke on
Right’s the lord, perhaps one day I might win the wars
I’m pinning for the type of shit, just what the fuck we in it for
More than what you bargain for,
And it’s on more
My work to cause, never watched an episode of jersey shore
And furthermore, I be with the hits, on some dodging hits
Taking off a polo sweater, like mister roger did
And I ain’t even in the floss, I rather be a boss
Keep my feet up on the desk, lighting up cigars
Look, I’m tryina get my garf game under pause
Smolder bars over and over yo, like shallamar
Get mt 80’s off like pay the full dime tell em
It ain’t what I shit into, we made it cool
He run a new school so I coped him a bottle
Always in the streets hustling, fucking with bottles
Gone in the wind, like I’m chicago
Nigga el veterano, la wherever I go
[Hook]
Everyday a different girl, they say my will high
I’m on that cali weed, so I stay fly
It ain’t no limit to the sky, I’m the truth that’s no lie, no lie
I’m drinking on a cup of lean
I don’t count, I use a money machine
My team will squash the issues, so when we walk in
You know that it’s official, that kush, that we smoke on
That kush, that we smoke on
Mobs name the marvelous, hood wonderful
Bring what most...nigga and I’ll double you
This ain’t no gang sign homie, it’s a wu
And raps where I lay my head at, want no trouble
Crime polished by our pretty pristine, from panama
24, but looks 19 with no panties on
Cowards not allowed in my team it’s like nothing’s wrong
In and out of every boutique, all credit cards
Bar tender I don’t drink, go and serve em up
Bottles for all of the girls that’s gonn swerve with us
Titties out, top floor suites, but still not sure
If they saw me on tv, but left twat sour
All about my next cd, my next world tour
To purchase an impecable v with lambo doors
I am not rambo nigga but still soldier of fortune on the balcony burning
At the building
[Hook]
Everyday a different girl, they say my will high
I’m on that cali weed, so I stay fly
It ain’t no limit to the sky, I’m the truth that’s no lie, no lie
I’m drinking on a cup of lean
I don’t count, I use a money machine
My team will squash the issues, so when we walk in
You know that it’s official, that kush, that we smoke on
That kush, that we smoke on.
