No Cigar - Goodie Mob, André 3000

No Cigar - Goodie Mob, André 3000

  • Yayın yılı: 2020
  • Dil: İngilizce
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No Cigar

Goodie Mob, André 3000

Big lock, the big butter, country boy deal

If you ain’t been to the moon, then you ain’t did shit

All the mansions and shit, you know we lived in 'em

Different countries and shit, you know we stayed in 'em

Felines when we land, all peaches

Them yachts, four, four, pink beaches

I don’t fuck with no battles, I don’t do that

I’ma shoot you, turn around and holler, «Who that?»

Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, drop-top, high trees, ooh-wee

Ride a snakeskin, kill 12

Colorblind with a snotty nose, had face with a flat-top

Phones off, plug’s all night, vision drones up

(Ooh-wee, ooh-wee) Hunt you down at your residence

Where them white be’s like a Cuban in Cuba

No cigar, caviar, Cherokee

Blood in the mud like creek water

Can’t kill a mutant with Holy Water

Who want smoke?

Who want smoke?

Who want smoke?

Who want smoke?

No cigar, no cigar

They close as fuck, but no cigar

Who want smoke?

(Who?) Who want smoke?

(Who?)

Who want smoke?

(Who?) Who want smoke?

(Who?)

No cigar (What?), no cigar (What?)

They close as fuck (Yeah), but no cigar

Monty P, Stone junior, nothin' but the best (The best)

We top-shelf, who want smoke?

We take your chest

Your neck, your arms, your head, yeah, all that

Man, don’t think you untouchable in the land of Jack

Brrat, brrat, all them sticks in the heat of the night

Yellow tape and white chalk be a familiar sight

Your dirty laundry broadcast on the evening news

I try to tell 'em but wisdom is too hot for a fool

I’m from the school of excellence, master of my craft

All solid, no crumbs, hand-crafted by hand

I still don’t dance, don’t bite my tongue for nobody

You could either fly away or come do somethin' bout it (Uh)

Who want smoke?

Who want smoke?

Who want smoke?

Who want smoke?

No cigar, no cigar

They close as fuck, but no cigar

Who want smoke?

(Who?) Who want smoke?

(Who?)

Who want smoke?

(Who?) Who want smoke?

(Who?)

No cigar (What?), no cigar (What?)

They close as fuck (Yeah), but no cigar

Uh, I smoke Perdomo, hypnotic Cohiba

A leader, a teacher, a boss, a scholar, don’t father

Get fetti, the cheddar, dinero, the fella lookin' better

The, the Chevy is yellow, my mood is mellow

My waves, they hella, some teacher said music and use it

To be a lil' business of witness to greatness

No patience, I’m ready to service, people

My lyrics are lethal, I shit on you, fecal

I’m startin' the sequel, I’m threadin' the needle, I’m juicin' like Beetle

You’re closer than ever (Ayy), you’re callin' the reverend (Ayy)

You praise to the Heavens (Ayy), to give 'em a lesson (Ayy)

You give a confession (Ayy), receivin' the blessin' (Ayy)

We live in the mansions (Ayy), yeah, uh

Who want smoke?

(Ayy) Who want smoke?

Who want smoke?

Who want smoke?

(You know it)

No cigar (No cigar), no cigar

They close as fuck, but no cigar

Who want smoke?

(Who?) Who want smoke?

(Who?)

Who want smoke?

(Who?) Who want smoke?

(Who?)

No cigar (What?), no cigar (What?)

They close as fuck (Yeah), but no cigar

Three hard like a saw, nothin' goodie but Mob

Under the steps and dirt, there was a dungeon, no floor

Out of school or off of work or smoke a blunt and go fart

Nigga rollin' up the roaches when the shit got short

Catch your bitch on her porch, walk her back to her car

Pat the pussy, slap her tail and tell her, «See you tomorrow»

Pocket book that match nails, Chanel, but needed a bra

I could tell that bitch was Hell, she prolly needed a father

For the record, me too, what the Hell could we do?

Let your older partners raise ya' and watch 'em do what they do

Now I pull over just in case I gotta snooze when I cru'

Now I know we all some babies, they was just learnin' too

I’m Hula Hoopin', Double Dutchin', kickballin' that hoe

New maneuver, no discussion, fuck 'em, all of them hoes

What’s a dungeon?

A home, home for misfits

Sleepin' on the floor then wake up when you smell somethin' lit (Yeah)

Who want smoke?

Who want smoke?

Who want smoke?

Who want smoke?

No cigar, no cigar

They close as fuck, but no cigar

Who want smoke?

(Who?) Who want smoke?

(Who?)

Who want smoke?

(Who?) Who want smoke?

(Who?)

No cigar (What?), no cigar (What?)

They close as fuck (Yeah), but no cigar

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