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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Black Smurf
Black Smurf
Vocals
Ruby Da Cherry
Ruby Da Cherry
Rap
Scrim
Scrim
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Scott Arceneaux Jr.
Songwriter
Aristos Petrou
Aristos Petrou
Songwriter
Black Smurf
Black Smurf
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Budd Dwyer
Budd Dwyer
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Stop off at the liquor store
Get some yac, and we headed for the indo
[Verse 2]
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Stop off at the liquor store
Get some yac, and we headed for the indo
[Verse 3]
H-S-L be the mafia
18 wheeler, no stopping us
Popular in your area
'Cause these moves marvelous
Pardon me, I mean, pardon us
Moving deep as a party bus
Blowing smoke in your residence
**** feeling quite excellent
Ain't no if I or when I will
Take the globe in my second hand
Call me Slim Diddy, hustle man
Toking doing the hustle dance
Loafin' rarely, that's when I can
When I do I'm relaxin
With two soul eaters and half a xan
Savor blunts as I plot and shoot you puss
[Verse 4]
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Stop off at the liquor store
Get some yac, and we headed for the indo
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Stop off at the liquor store
Get some yac, and we headed for the indo
[Verse 5]
Brrrrrat, that's the sound of my gat
Spray a chopper, spray'n Uzis, blocka, blocka
Bullets tearin' you just like a sheet of looseleaf
Give me the loot, give me the loot, please
Give me the paper, bitch, I would rather get it now than later
Tired of being broke
Skulfuck an alligator, make his scales into a fucking robe
If I can't afford it, bitch I'll make it on my own
Fuck a ho, I ain't got a bone to throw
Used to bring a bitch to eat sushi with me
Now I'm eating Mikimoto solo
All these hoes know not to get in Oddy's snow globe
Snow leopard keep it so cold
Bitch, I gotta go home, go home, don't call me
Money on my mind, make my head so foggy
But it could be the weed, regardless
Oddy still makin' all these bitches soggy
[Verse 6]
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Stop off at the liquor store
Get some yac, and we headed for the indo
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Smokin' on a joint with my **** drinking O.E.
Stop off at the liquor store
Get some yac, and we headed for the indo
[Verse 7]
Smoking, chief'n, I'm that reaper
Demon creepin' right beneath you
Call me Caesar, 5'9 leader
Beat his head in with the cleaver
I got a fever, and my sickness now is rising quick
Breaking the meter body temperature is 666
Straight jacket shawty tryna calm me with a script of meds
Scarecrow, scarecrow, scarecrow
All these voices I hear in my head
Now cover the bed with bodies and led
Suicide known to be raising the dead
Walk in my shed
Feeling the dread of staring at hundreds of old severed heads
Written by: Aristos Petrou, Jon Crawford, Scott Arcenaux, Scott Arceneaux Jr.
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