The Sigit - Clove Doper lyrics

rate me

There's a man with a friendly plea

Who drink cofee rather than tea

I've been listen to his prophercy

And I don't need another

He smoke super fine clove cigarette

There's a man fight for demand where I could never win a game

My first to protect my hugs to attack

How could you tell me whose to blame?

World is full of amateur

Their is acting like a pro

If I could talk like a holyman

Can I be the cannonist to??

Super fine clove cigarette...