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Smoke Sum (feat. Statz & Geesus Shuttlesworth) Video (MV)






Provurb - Smoke Sum (feat. Statz & Geesus Shuttlesworth) Lyrics




Ride around to fill up the tank
Smokin' on stank
F*ck do you think
Eat me some shrooms if I draw blanks
Get to the bag and head to the bank
Makin' this money
WHAT UP HONEY!? (What Up Honey!?)
Put some buns in your tummy
In case you feel hungry

I done woke up
Everything feeling great
The skies are blue
The clouds are gray
Sun shining bright
Got a smile on my face
Take a puff or two wit STEW boo
Then we vibrate, ay

Put some ProBites on the side for after
Share some laughter, chit and chatter
On to the next chapter
Let them know who's badder
I'm a young king
Stojakovic
I'm tapped in
Got my chakras lit
She saw the wave, came to the crib
She touched the dreads
So she felt the kid like
Oh
Ohhhhhhh

And we keep that big smoke, big dope
BABY YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS
And we blow that KUSH smoke, big totes
BABY YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS

Shawty wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Homie wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Bet he wanna smoke sum
SMOKE
Bet we gon' smoke sum
Smoke
Homie wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Shawty wanna smoke sum
SMOKE
Bet he wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Bet we gon' smoke
Yea
OH YEAH

You know I gotta smoke before I go off too
F*ck it, might go off top
When I hit the yeah yeah
I need to hear the alright
YEAH YEAH
ALRIGHT

You ain't seen a boy lie, boy bye
PLANT BASED cross the belly
Got me feeling like Nas
From the spliff that I lift and inhale
As high as it gets
Only L's that I took
It's the ones that I lift for myself
It ain't hard to tell
IT'S HIM BABY
I'm from the Mitten like Slim Shady
Might need some mittens, he too cold
Mr. Came to the crib without two rolls
Yes, indeed (that's right)

Been the hardest, I'm too stoned
To ever give a f*ck about what you on
On your bitch couch with my shoes on
Got a J lit with my tunes on
Gotta lay the rest like a tombstone
Said we go together if she knew bones

Quit playing, that's a new song
Can't hate the playa
Game too strong
Tinashe, 2 on
Tryna bark at you like a Q-Dawg
Got a lot of bite and I like that
Sit back
Baby light that

Yeah Yeah

And we keep that big smoke, big dope
BABY YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS
And we blow that KUSH smoke, big totes
BABY YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS

Shawty wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Homie wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Bet he wanna smoke sum
SMOKE
Bet we gon' smoke sum
Smoke
Homie wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Shawty wanna smoke sum
SMOKE
Bet he wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Bet we gon' smoke
Yea
OH YEAH
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Ride around to fill up the tank
Smokin' on stank
F*ck do you think
Eat me some shrooms if I draw blanks
Get to the bag and head to the bank
Makin' this money
WHAT UP HONEY!? (What Up Honey!?)
Put some buns in your tummy
In case you feel hungry

I done woke up
Everything feeling great
The skies are blue
The clouds are gray
Sun shining bright
Got a smile on my face
Take a puff or two wit STEW boo
Then we vibrate, ay

Put some ProBites on the side for after
Share some laughter, chit and chatter
On to the next chapter
Let them know who's badder
I'm a young king
Stojakovic
I'm tapped in
Got my chakras lit
She saw the wave, came to the crib
She touched the dreads
So she felt the kid like
Oh
Ohhhhhhh

And we keep that big smoke, big dope
BABY YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS
And we blow that KUSH smoke, big totes
BABY YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS

Shawty wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Homie wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Bet he wanna smoke sum
SMOKE
Bet we gon' smoke sum
Smoke
Homie wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Shawty wanna smoke sum
SMOKE
Bet he wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Bet we gon' smoke
Yea
OH YEAH

You know I gotta smoke before I go off too
F*ck it, might go off top
When I hit the yeah yeah
I need to hear the alright
YEAH YEAH
ALRIGHT

You ain't seen a boy lie, boy bye
PLANT BASED cross the belly
Got me feeling like Nas
From the spliff that I lift and inhale
As high as it gets
Only L's that I took
It's the ones that I lift for myself
It ain't hard to tell
IT'S HIM BABY
I'm from the Mitten like Slim Shady
Might need some mittens, he too cold
Mr. Came to the crib without two rolls
Yes, indeed (that's right)

Been the hardest, I'm too stoned
To ever give a f*ck about what you on
On your bitch couch with my shoes on
Got a J lit with my tunes on
Gotta lay the rest like a tombstone
Said we go together if she knew bones

Quit playing, that's a new song
Can't hate the playa
Game too strong
Tinashe, 2 on
Tryna bark at you like a Q-Dawg
Got a lot of bite and I like that
Sit back
Baby light that

Yeah Yeah

And we keep that big smoke, big dope
BABY YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS
And we blow that KUSH smoke, big totes
BABY YOU KNOW WHAT IT IS

Shawty wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Homie wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Bet he wanna smoke sum
SMOKE
Bet we gon' smoke sum
Smoke
Homie wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Shawty wanna smoke sum
SMOKE
Bet he wanna smoke sum
Smoke
Bet we gon' smoke
Yea
OH YEAH
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Writer: Stephan Grant, Britan Gwyn, Gregory Alexander
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