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I Smoke, I Drank Lyrics - Singles - Roy Jones Jr.

I smoke, I drink 

B-Doctor, let's welcome 'em to the Vault baby 

Do it big nigga, do it big nigga 

Do it big nigga, stupid ass nigga 

 

I smoke, I drank 

(Yea, yea) 

I'm supposed to stop but I can't 

(Uh-huh) 

I'ma dog, I love hoes 

(Yea, yea) 

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes 

Do it big then 

 

I smoke, I drank 

(Yea, yea) 

I'm supposed to stop but I can't 

(Uh-huh) 

I'ma dog, I love hoes 

(Yea, yea) 

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes 

Do it big then 

 

I do it big nigga 

I do it big nigga 

I do it big nigga 

 

So many ways to get paid better, keep, fake, ID 

Sure y'all don't try me it's murder, I'm a server 

Lyric life sentence relentless, a menace to society 

Full of robberies so [unverified] it, I hop in the bubble 

Wrap the Beretta wit a rag that glock in the Cutlass 

 

Nigga I'm always hustlin' and yea, round the Cadillacs 

The alibam's a must 

(Uh-huh, yea yea) 

Crimey and grimey weed smuckers 

(Uh-huh, yea yea) 

Money and weed, you know my mind see on the Don Don P 

 

With Mr. Magic and Traffic blowin' some bomb weed 

(Uh-huh, yea yea) 

In your mind, I call my pistol 'cause it stay by me 

(Uh-huh) 

That's like my brother, lucky mothers 

 

We ain't nothin' to see 

(Uh-huh) 

Or like my nigga Pete, but Uncle Pete 

Or my partner Moe Pete, and Low Key nigga, you know me man 

It ain't no thang to [unverified] it back and make you shake thug bang 

Grab the weed, rhyming the coke name nigga, what's up 

 

I smoke, I drank 

(Yea, yea) 

I'm supposed to stop but I can't 

(Uh-huh) 

I'ma dog, I love hoes 

(Yea, yea) 

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes 

Do it big then 

 

I smoke, I drank 

(Yea, yea) 

I'm supposed to stop but I can't 

(Uh-huh) 

I'ma dog, I love hoes 

(Yea, yea) 

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes 

Do it big then 

 

I do it big nigga 

I do it big nigga 

I do it big nigga 

 

I ain't got nuthin' but dick for you hoes 

I won't trick, I ain't sick for you hoes 

I ain't got nuthin' to give to no nigga 

Deal wit no nigga, chill wit no nigga 

I'ma keep a stack of that funny smelling tobacco 

 

Pistol in my hand, nigga ready to act a 

God damn fool, ignorant muthafucka bout to lose my cool 

Let me smoke a goose so I can calm my nerves 

Find me a duck, get some head in the Burb 

I'ma fool on them hoes nigga 

 

That's my word, show me a dime and I'm bet I'm gettin served 

Everybody know me probably saw me half [unverified] 

Drunk, high in the club bout to get it hot 

Louisiana nigga, down here we getting bucked 

(Bucked) 

And if we ain't fighting, it's probably 'cause we too fucked up 

 

I smoke, I drank 

(Yea, yea) 

I'm supposed to stop but I can't 

(Uh-huh) 

I'ma dog, I love hoes 

(Yea, yea) 

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes 

Do it big then 

 

I smoke, I drank 

(Yea, yea) 

I'm supposed to stop but I can't 

(Uh-huh) 

I'ma dog, I love hoes 

(Yea, yea) 

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes 

Do it big then 

 

I do it big nigga 

I do it big nigga 

I do it big nigga 

 

I do it big 

Lil Boosie do it big boy 

Feel this here, check this out 

Look 

 

I smoke, I drank, I tote that iron 

(That iron) 

Eyes stay red, and my girl stay fine 

I'ma problem child, I know you heard 

I ain't no turtle, I'ma crocodile 

(Crocodile) 

 

And I'll serve ya, see Lil Boosie from that South Side 

(That South Side) 

In they mouth got bout five 

Got them Tees with dem Ree's wit dem black and white cowel 

(Cowel) 

 

I want Ashanti, Beyonce and Trina 

So I could hit her from the back, like I do my black Nina 

I miss my nigga Soulja Slim, and that's for real 

(Rest In Peace) 

So in your memory I pop a pill, [unverified] the steel 

If you don't like it you could take it to that level 

 

That go the mo light, mo won't you come and meet the Devil 

Look, I'ma put two labels on my back and start walking 

(Start walking) 

And it ain't in six states now I got everybody talking 

Look, and I thug, with my thugs 

(I thug, my thugs) 

We getting paid from the block to the club that's what's up nigga 

 

I smoke, I drank 

(Yea, yea) 

I'm supposed to stop but I can't 

(Uh-huh) 

I'ma dog, I love hoes 

(Yea, yea) 

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes 

Do it big then 

 

I smoke, I drank 

(Yea, yea) 

I'm supposed to stop but I can't 

(Uh-huh) 

I'ma dog, I love hoes 

(Yea, yea) 

And I'm addicted to money, cars and clothes 

Do it big then 

 

I do it big nigga 

I do it big nigga 

I do it big nigga 

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