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Home » W » Warren G lyrics » Smokin Me Out
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Warren G - Smokin Me Out

Ron Isley-
If you wanna be with me, yeah, let me hear you say Warren G, Warren G
If you wanna be with me, well well well, let me hear you say Warren G, 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 hennessey 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 thats without no doubt,
as she twist up another split she's straight smokin me out

(Chorus) Ron Isley-
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

Warren G-
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, cuz its a habit,
so dont 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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