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[feat. KC] [Chorus:] Smoking and ride And I ain't trying to hide it We will get high tonight Cause I am hooked on a feeling (ah ah ah aaaah) Yeah I am hooked on a feeling It's nothing but the best straw last drop Make you feel like you can fly Do you do you do you Do you wanna fly tonight? [Verse 1:] Opa-laka airport talking G6 It's me baby girl straight G shit No disrespect but really you ain't see shit To your 40.000 feet with a weekend I once got a chance to fuck a stewardess Hit her from the back fly over New Orleans She was gorgeous name was Dolorous Father was a lawyer mother was a florist Rose petals turned into YSL So, ghetto but she turned me into jama shell Bad bitch I am talking up in town Couple nigger she always fucked around Letras de cancionesBut the bond that we share nothing would compare When I bought my first beamer I swear that bitch was there Side on the line say boy a couple stacks Down payment and even all cover the tax [Chorus] [Verse 2:] It's all or nothing not to kill niggaz It's a full time job not to kill niggaz My bones so bless all the real niggaz So, many houses stress fo' real niggaz I was on when my haters turned to ashes Dead N gone, with her passion Am I wrong? Never kissed no assses With and one is the reason we run the streets and take care of your home N niggaz betta put tee's first Bad karma layer niggers put me on work Fuck harvard N voulenteers that wanna appear first Old charges, shorty she want it her titties done With a certain doctor New apartment in the innercity, smokin out I'm gonna atlest gonna atlest smoke an ounze I left this shit, niggaz not affraid to tell Come and work for the boss, You know I am paying well [Chorus] From Letras Mania