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Smokin' Me Out Lyrics - Take A Look Over Your Shoulder - Warren G

If you want to be with me, yeah, let me hear you say Warren G, Warren G 

If you want to be with me, well well well, let me hear you say Warren G, 

Warren G 

 

Smokin' me out to the finish, I thought you knew, 

I thought they knew, who was up in this, 

Ron Isley, I's be Warren G, 

Baby said would ya please come roll deep, 

Chocolate Thai, I said I, 

Got the Hennessy chaser, skirt you look fly 

Peepin' them lips, hittin' two finger sips, 

On the 710 freeway, I straight dips 

Wit a fat one rolled up to puff 

I'm ready to hit it and I won't quit it until I get enough 

Tokin' nothing but the bomb that's without no doubt, 

As she twist up another split she's straight smokin' me out 

 

[Chorus] 

She's smokin' me out, smokin' me out 

Smokin' me out, smokin' me out, 

Oh she's smokin' me out with the homey's love 

 

I slinkin' while I'm thinkin' just how good it is, 

To do it how we do it in the hood I live, 

Passin' homies on the block, gettin' major respect, 

And by then y'all the hen dog is taken effect, 

Never panic hit Atlantic then I banked to right 

Pulled straight Nellin B's order steak and rice, 

With the gravy, baby gets the shrimps and fries, 

I'm diggin' on her figure as I glimpse her thighs, 

She's satisfied, I left the tip and dipped to get back 

To twist another zag and to grab a six pack, 

She went back, so we proceed to parlay, 

Everything is lovely and we doin' it always 

 

[Chorus: x2] 

 

This ain't no love ballad, 

But see baby I gots to have it, 

When I see that bomb I grab it, 'cause its a habit, 

So don't come with that toe down stretch, 

I ain't stressin', Long Beach baby keep smokin' me out, she learned a lesson, 

Floatin' high as a kite as I chill and lay low, 

Bumpin' time is collected, Sunday nights on the radio 

Oh, I forgot, how lit I was, crazy glued to the seat 

Dog said she need, 

So conversation ain't needed, 

When she know that I'm weeded, 

Headin to the hotel to regulate it and beat it 

I exhaled, I seen a cloud of smoke, 

I banged it to the boogie by my head and got locced 

 

[Chorus: x6] 

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