Smokin On The Dro Lyrics - Laws Of Power - Three 6 Mafia

Hook (2X): 

Smokin' on da dro 

You can't act like you don't know 

Smokin' on da dro 

You can't act like you don't know 

Get down, get down on ya knees like a topnotch ho 

Get down on ya knees like a topnotch ho 

(DJ Paul) 

Now all these chicken head hoes tryna smoke for free 

See now hoe round these parts gone be smokin' on me 

Get to fuckin where you fit in 

If you want it throw yo bucks in 

Trade yo truck in 

Put something on it 

(La Chat) 

Hold up, now how you figure that LaChat be jockin niggas for weed 

You in my face so mother fucker yeah I'm smoking for free 

See we cant kick it 'less you niggas stick and roll in that dough 

So fuck you boy I'm real as truth and so I know we'll smoke 

(DJ Paul) 

That aint my dog, that's just a nigga that just be tryna play hard 

The type of nigga I steal my weed from when times get hard 

But if you wanna fuck wit that fool its cool I aint hurtin 

You better dress real light cuz that conditioning aint working 

(La Chat) 

Nigga who gives a fuck what kinda friend or kid that he be to you 

I'm bout my smokin', chokin', chiefin', fuck what you and him do 

Aint shit for free, but shit wit me, you gotta be ready to spin 

A ghetto bitch, I'm layin' back smokin' wit a devilish grin 

Player 

Hook (2X): 

(ScareCrow) 

I smoke 'em, get choked on, Provoked on the leaves 

These bitches want to get they hands on and chief 

I duck in, I dodge in, I dip in, I dive 

For bitches who follow to smoke by my side 

The head tilt, just like silk, she made me get milk 

The hobos, just smoke on the blunt super built 

Snatch yo bitches ass if she went in my stash 

Make money, get fucked up, treat women like trash 

(Juicy J) 

All all these hoes be sayin we ghetto 

Maybe not they type of fellow 

Pushin on that Chevy pedal 

Always tryna sell that yellow 

Guess she think that I'm gone beat her 

All I wanna do is meet her 

We can ride out on the bridge to meet this nigga wit Maria 

Don't be scared when we be slangin' 

Love yo company when we hangin' 

Heard you like to fuck wit robbers, let you niggas run a train and 

Rub yo pussy wit the fruity 

Bend you over, bang the booty 

Undercover fuckin partners, I will shock ya never knew it 

Hook (2X): 

(T-Rock) 

This for the smokers and cheifers 

She get on reefer her throat is deeper 

Strait from a skeezer who stimulated to suck my pita 

Riding on ox and Vogues 

Hallin and flockin hoes 

Which won of these bitches 'll suck me clean as mop and glow 

You ho in the freight can slown it 

Yo mouth and my dick component 

A solid contraption we comin' bitches a magic moment 

Inside of a Navigator 

Bitches 'll masturbate ya 

This sweat is activator 

Vanilla her favorite flavor 

The semen ejaculator 

But T-Rock 'll never pay ya 

If she broke then she wont hand a black wit out hoe and later 

Yo payment is from the labor 

Obedient to my favors 

When she get hi her favorite food is dick and Now-n-Laters 

A true gullin' rooty playa 

Hella-fresh in my Gators 

Bitches they smoking free with the mafia undertakers 

We cool as refrigerators 

When breathin' the chronic vapors 

Aint trustin' no ho, a dick suckin' ho is a infiltrator 

Hook (2X) til fade: