Young Dro

Young Dro - Smell That Pack lyrics

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(Ralph Lauren Reefa)

Burn whine In Malibu houses in the carelboo

Battle root nigga I was slaughty on cash

G high ain't coming down till I parachute

thousand round gasket, showing with their cali do

get no hit your at, then I bet my bow and arrow do..

rimigate your ass bitch, 40 pound a rabbit food

twelve inch clip bitch I'm busting to the glauc melt

thought a nigga mouth for pow pow hot breath

top ship, bottom like y'all nigga sudden might

tell your bitch she feel alone

oh I'm gonna get your body right

nigga say he fell right I got benz in the L

got the bets em in the style make em slide through the L hey

Hook:

Damn you see that whip... uhuh thats mine

Damn you see that chick... uhuh thats mine

Damn you smell that pack... uhuh thats mine

Damn you see them racks... uhuh thats mine

Damn you see that whip... uhuh thats mine

Damn you see that chick... uhuh thats mine

Damn you smell that pack... uhuh thats mine

Damn you see them racks... uhuh thats mine

I've been trying to get my..off the rari on the asphalt

they mad 'cause I'm still fresh and I can rap my ass off

bite a nigga whole face off no bear...

I'm mad 'cause I buddin there and I gota take my ralph off

me tryin to murder. me but I perform perfectly

God walk the earth with me so none of y'all hurting me

yeah I'm in the drop top wet paint certainly

you devils think I'm by myself but Jesus in the verb with me

pocket on judge full of frankilins

you see my pistol hangin out you ain't gotta search me

when talking bout real they ain't talk bout nuttin but me

your hustle and I sleep look good she's tryin to fuck me

Hook:

Damn you see that whip... uhuh thats mine

Damn you see that chick... uhuh thats mine

Damn you smell that pack... uhuh thats mine

Damn you see them racks... uhuh thats mine

Damn you see that whip... uhuh thats mine

Damn you see that chick... uhuh thats mine

Damn you smell that pack... uhuh thats mine

Damn you see them racks... uhuh thats mine

Well damn I got a job at this car

well damn I got a job at this bitch

well damn I got a job and this hoe hey

well damn I got a job with this kids

you don't see me eat with these Japanese sticks

and I know karate and wanna battle me bitch

Bruce Lee on yo' ass real fast hey

kick em in the ass and make em feel it in his ass

[Hook:]

Thanks to luke for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to DB Bantino for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to OG DeTrey for correcting these lyrics

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