Smoke My Weed lyrics

[Intro]
(Listen to this track, b*tch)
(Drumma Boy)
Like, I don't know what this sh*t called, man, like
I just got a gift, man to run this motherf*ckin' paper up (Oh, you special)
Like, I just feel special, don't know what it is (Okay)
Ayy

[Verse 1]
All these b*tches love me 'cause I'm special
Yeah, yeah, yeah, thirty b*tches on me like Hugh Hefner (Woo)
Woah, woah, woah, yeah, she fine as f*ck, but she bisexual
Uh, uh, uh, boy, I'm a heavyweight, you just a feather (Ayy, ayy)
The only n*gga in the club with an umbrella (Make it rain on them hoes)
Middle of the summer, rockin' a Gucci sweater, ayy
My jewelry box is so precious, man, that's my treasure (My treasure box)
Got her legs up in the air, panties on the dresser (Hahahaha)
I got her number, but only call her for pleasure (Brrt, ayy, where you at?)
They ask how was I so successful, 'cause I'm special (It's Dolph)
That strong, it came from Cali, reggie came from Texas (Uh-huh)
Say you want twenty of 'em, meet me at the Checkers (Pull up)

[Chorus]
Luxury lifestyle and shoppin' sprees (Yeah)
She just wanna f*ck and smoke my weed (Ayy, hold up, lil' mama)
I told my homeboy everything on me (Ha, ayy, it's on me)
I got two for you and two for me (Bad b*tches)
If that b*tch ain't f*ckin', make her leave (Oh, you gotta go, lil' mama)
Try one of my n*ggas, I'ma squeeze (Uh-huh)
I just smoked a pound of lemon tree (Woo)
She just wanna f*ck and smoke my weed
[Verse 2]
Ha, hold up, she just wanna f*ck and smoke my dope (Goddamn)
She asked, can she hit my cup? And I said, "Nope" (Hell nah)
Trappers in the hood look up to me like the Pope (It's Dolph)
Your b*tch jump on my di*k like she jumpin' rope (Yeah, yeah)
Took my b*tch overseas and jumped on a boat (Jumped on a boat)
What the f*ck is ten stacks? I spent that on a coat (Swag)
I'm not a distinguished gentleman, I'm a distinguished trapper
They asked what I do for fun, I said, "Mm, sh*t on rappers," uh
I'm nothin' like the rest of 'em (Nah)
Go to war with the best of 'em (Yeah)
She bad, I already f*cked her (Yeah)
My bad, I didn't know you love her
Freshest n*gga that's in it, pinky ring look like I'm pimpin'
Six rings like Scottie Pippen, luxury how I'm livin' (Ayy)

[Chorus]
Luxury lifestyle and shoppin' sprees (Yeah)
She just wanna f*ck and smoke my weed (Ayy, hold up, lil' mama)
I told my homeboy everything on me (Ha, ayy, it's on me)
I got two for you and two for me (Bad b*tches)
If that b*tch ain't f*ckin', make her leave (Oh, you gotta go, lil' mama)
Try one of my n*ggas, I'ma squeeze (Uh-huh)
I just smoked a pound of lemon tree (Woo)
She just wanna f*ck and smoke my weed (Ha)