NEW CITY E

Hey, the man back. The man is back, y'all heard. In this motherfucker with necktie and a hit man Still. Yeah, we gonna do this shit one more again, Y'all. Still In this bitch. Chillin' with the homie back up On the telephone Tell 'em what's up with the Hoes, it's got the party goin' on Three deep In this bitch and my brothers goin' hard At One-five Triple Town with the sip from the start Southwest players comin' to break a bitch's heart Straight pimps with no script, never lovin' on a Trick Lookin' for your bitch in the back of The whip Makin' chicken blowin' hits while she Blowin' on my dick Bitch, you already know how It goes When I smoke, smoke, smoke, bitch, smoke, Bitch, you already know how it goes When I Smoke, smoke, smoke, bitch, smoke, Bitch, smoke Bustin' in that low, catch me drippin' Real slow It's the motherfuckin' creep, rollin' deep With my bros Whip out the cab while the Cats catch a slow Let's fuck those locos, keep The smoke off the pistol You know I stay In the stove Jack a motherfucker with the Motherfuckin' pistol Player haters trippin', smokin' On the damn crystal While I'm chillin', smokin' on My indo Cruisin' down the street in a six-four, Six-four Bitch, you already Know Know How it goes When I smoke, smoke, smoke, bitch, Smoke, bitch, smoke