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We're smoking black dog cigars black 85 Benz
All black five percent with the black out rims
Peanut Butter on the leather Gold shades for the weather
Bumping Eight Ball and MGJ space aging forever
We're smoking black dog cigars black 85 Benz
All black five percent with the black out rims
Peanut Butter on the leather Gold shades for the weather
Bumping Eight Ball and MGJ space aging forever
It's no surprise when I pull up on a vibe in your city
We a thick yellow born on my side looking pretty
We in the club dropping dollars popping bottles we litty
Ninety-Five Coogi fresh a bad boy call me biggie
Hella smoke in the air black dog purple swag
Big bro pulling up black and peanut butter Jag
Lil Chick so you know the definition of swag
Its in my blood to be a boss out here chasing that bag
The Rocking Chair done been popping the plush groove was lite
I have been doing that for years so now I'm popping my shit
I know you have to admit because the hustle won't quit
So get the hate out your heart because I never submit
We're smoking black dog cigars black 85 Benz
All black five percent with the black out rims
Peanut Butter on the leather Gold shades for the weather
Bumping Eight Ball and MGJ space aging forever
We're smoking black dog cigars black 85 Benz
All black five percent with the black out rims
Peanut Butter on the leather Gold shades for the weather
Bumping Eight Ball and MGJ space aging forever
See when the pressure applied a play has to provide
Cause if he don't please step aside and get your "pro" knock in stride
Nine times out of ten this pimping never gone end
There's one chance that I quit because you never gone win
I'm about to bring the pain breaking chains simple and plain
Please tell me how I just got in about to change up the game
I used to 61 roll with the Henn in my cup
But now I let you play for to long now you ran out of luck
I got the mind of a genius you thought I was dreamless
I'm about to play the cards so they roll out real seamless
The hustler is here and now the Dice are loaded
You claim to be a boss but your hands have folded.
We're smoking black dog cigars black 85 Benz
All black five percent with the black out rims
Peanut Butter on the leather Gold shades for the weather
Bumping Eight Ball and MGJ space aging forever
We're smoking black dog cigars black 85 Benz
All black five percent with the black out rims
Peanut Butter on the leather Gold shades for the weather
Bumping Eight Ball and MGJ space aging forever