Smoke On (Explicit)-Statik Selektah/Dom Kennedy/Strong Arm Steady

You know you’re over the hood (yeah) No one will help you I know you’re sad (aha) There’s no hope Smoke on Back to getting money and back to B*****s cars Grabbing broads, pull over right here by this mall I f**k you right here on this bar She laugh like I’m playin’ I took her to the room where I was stayin’ Told her I could tell you’ve got a little man But you ain’t got no plans I just wanna f**k you out your pants Try some so I can watch you dance She held me by the hand I could really tell she was a fan ‘cause she kept telling me Dom, do it again (again?) I don’t even have to sneak it in She told me next time we’ll meet up with a friend I say who and when? Grab my iPhone and got my brim The worst sorta sounded like Kim I was like ‘ Kim?’ Already her she wore me down And it’s nothing like getting new girls Well, that’s unless you’re hitting 2 girls Smoke on Rhymes to lord, perhaps one day I might win awards I’m pinning for that type of s**t that’s what the f**k we in it for More than what you bargain for and then some more A worthy cause, never watched an episode of Jersey Shore Furthermore, I’ll be with some hits on some dodger shit Taking Al Capone’s old sweater like Mr. Roger did And I ain’t even in it to floss, I’d rather be a boss Kick my feet up on the decks, lighting up cigars Look, I’m tryna get my golf game under paw Smother balls over and over y’all, like Sean Lamont Get my 80’s on flight, paid in full Dom tell the man damn was that s**t until we made it cool He run a new school so I cupped him a bottle Always in the streets hustlin’, f**kin’ with models Gone in the wind like I’m in Chicago Nigga elva terrano, LA wherever I go Hook: Every day a different girl they say my will fly I’m on that Kalis w**d so I stay high It ain’t no limits to the sky I’m the truth, there’s no lie I’m drinking on a cup of lean I don’t count it, I use a money machine My team was watch the issue So when we walked in, you know that this official, kush Smoke on Mom’s named Marvelous Good wonderful bring with most artist get n***a in RW This ain’t no gang sign homie, it’s a W And raps where I made my head at Crime, polish by pretty pristine From Panama, 24 but looks 19 with no panties on Cowards not allowed on my team, it’s like nothing’s wrong In and out of every boutique, all credit cards Bartender, I don’t drink Gone several months bottles for all of the girls that’s gon swerve with us Titties out, top floor swiss but still not sure If they saw me on TV but that twat saw I’m about my next CD, my next world tour To purchase an impeccable V with lambo doors I am not Rambo n***a but still a soldier A fortune at the balcony burnin’ at the built mall Hook: Every day a different girl they say my will fly I’m on that Kalis w**d so I stay high It ain’t no limits to the sky I’m the truth, there’s no lie I’m drinking on a cup of lean I don’t count it, I use a money machine My team was watch the issue So when we walked in, you know that this official, kush Smoke on, smoke on..