Bavgate - Smoke Wit Me Lyrics

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[chorus]
Come and smoke with me shawty lets get blown
Roll yourself a blunt shawty lets get smoke with me
I can take you higher if you want me to, with ease
Whats your fantasy
(Tell me is it me)

[verse 1]
Come smoke with me, choke with me
Cuz i'm a choker, bitch i'm a smoker
Nothing but purple in my circle
Don't bring no sess or raise up urkle
Only blazin purple, blazing doja, pass it soulja
I ain't hittin, you can get a job fo babysitting
You smoking like grease on the stove, nothing
Roll it, lets get blown
It's cold outside, lets get lets get snowed
Lets blow smoke o's, that's that chokehold
Bavgate so cold, said G'd up from head to toe nigga
That's how the westside rolls
My nigga young spoon he ain't cold on hoe's
My nigga nephew hang out the window
Sippin on hindo and goin do like the fall
Puff pass, don't pause
Shit on my draws
Gettin high was the motherfuckin cause, nigga

[chorus]
Come and smoke with me shawty lets get blown
Roll yourself a blunt shawty lets get smoke with me
I can take you higher if you want me to, with ease
Whats your fantasy
(Tell me is it me)

[verse 2]
Bounce to this
Smoke a pound of this
You can stay brown to this
From the other los angeles
Trick i'm the shit, like a purple stick
Gimmee ten to spit, yeah i been the shit
Roll another spliff,
We up all night like graveyard shift
Stop holding the weed, like a hostage
It's real give it up, if you got it live it up
Pass the puff white t's and chucks
Westside give it up
This California stuff, got me so corrupt (Biatch!)
Probably why we don't give a fuck
Puff after puff an ounce ain't enough
A million ain't enough, nigga pass the krush
Backwoods and dutch

[chorus]
Come and smoke with me shawty lets get blown
Roll yourself a blunt shawty lets get smoke with me
I can take you higher if you want me to, with ease
Whats your fantasy
(Tell me is it me)

[verse 3]
She said she like the way I spit game in her ear
And she run through snow like a reindeer
So I had her pushing more snow than a ski slope
This bitch drink like a fish but she can't stand weed smoke
Get the ho off of e she let me be po
Let bru star stro let clide ride go
You know def goin love no hoes
I'd rather get my do and send the ho to the stro

[verse 4]
If you wanna smoke with me
Better have your own cuz pooh sauce was smoking till the dawn
Nigga you ain't on, like Mike Jones
BMR in the building ma lets get blown
I'm high for real, thizzin up pills
I just blew a hundred pop and nothing billed
And ring me xo got my stunna like ill
I'm doing 120 getting head behind the wheel
All purp and pills, I fuck you good
This leather just a whole eighth in the backwood
The backstreets in the rich sea looks good
I hit one five they rolling up backwoods
Lets get blown, pop the bottles
High as a motherfucker and on my riloll
And when I wake up it's the same shit tomorrow
(Nigga lets get patron)

[chorus]
Come and smoke with me shawty lets get blown
Roll yourself a blunt shawty lets get smoke with me
I can take you higher if you want me to, with ease
Whats your fantasy
(Tell me is it me)