Lirik Lagu Smoking On Purple - Lil Boosie
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[Lil’ Boosie talking]Ease ya mind a lil bit (ease ya mind)Light up that blunt (light up that mother fuckin’ blunt)Lift back that sunroof (lift back yo shit nigga)
[Lil’ Boosie]This that shit that we ride toThis that shit that we vibe toThis that shit that we get high toThat gangsta musik niggaAnd you can try but you aint Lil’ Boosie nigga noo (noo)Bad bitches got you feelin’ greatLooked at my CEO like CEO let’s get this cake, babyI hit the stage and hoes go crazy, I play it meanAll my hoes got Jordan skills, they fade awayI hit the mall and bought (shit) throwback after throwbackEverybody wanna take pictures they like, “Damn, you Mr. Cool.”Smoke comin’ out my sun roof a nigga shininA nigga love gettin’ pussy love rockin diamondsIf you got kids in this world, nigga, handle ya businessAnd you don’t need no nigga, be independantIt’s murda murda niggas beefin’ niggas slingin’ ninesAnd I keep that purple purple to ease my mind
[Chorus]Smokin’ on purple ease my mindThis that shit that we get high to… yeahIts murda murda murda gotta keep ya nineThis that shit that we ride to… yeah[repeat]
[Lil’ Boosie]I know the game I know the streetI got the raps you got the beatsAnd we gon lay it down real sweetSo yall can ride, head bobbin side to sideI don’t want shit from my fans but this: feel a real nigga’s vibeWhen you down and out, don’t nobody trust youBut when you got bread it seem like everybody love youIt’s still fucked up mayne in certain cases (believe this nigga, look)they still racist, I can see it on them bitches’ facesthat’s why I’m smokin’ and laughin’ I got my grind onAnd they don’t feel my struggle they think my mind goneThat’s why it’s murda, murda kill, kill on the cornerThese lil’ niggas got big pistols ready to put it on yaSo, when you die you might as well be highIs it heaven or hell or is it all a lie?That’s why I smoke purple on Monday, purple on TuesdayTwo boxes cotton so they don’t bruise me
[Chorus 2X]
[Lil’ Webbie]Smokin on that doja I done got a bag for cheap, niggaEyes barely open and I’m glued to the backseatBoosie took another hit and then he passed it back to meThis shit must got something in it, niggas switched some crack with weedHad to crack open the windows I can barely even breatheGot me fumblin’ and trippin’ almost passed the blunt to CeeGot it cloudy in the Bentley niggas squintin tryin’ to seeAnd they don’t know what time it is but I know it’s time to eatRidin’ dirty bumpin, ridin’ dirty know how that shit beOne day your hear and the next day you goin on repeatWith that nine up in my reach right now dyin’ ain’t for meMayne this pine got me sleepy but I’m too high to go to sleepBust a hooty when you rollin’ potent as you s’posed to beYou be rollin’ and smokin’ ‘em back to back consistentlyKeep movin’ blunts to phillies, zees, and shisha sweetsYeah savage really don’t care just put that shit in the air
[Chorus 2x]
[Lil’ Boosie]This that shit that we ride toThis that shit that we vibe toThis that shit that we get high toThat gangsta musik niggaAnd you can try but you aint Lil’ Boosie nigga noo (noo)Bad bitches got you feelin’ greatLooked at my CEO like CEO let’s get this cake, babyI hit the stage and hoes go crazy, I play it meanAll my hoes got Jordan skills, they fade awayI hit the mall and bought (shit) throwback after throwbackEverybody wanna take pictures they like, “Damn, you Mr. Cool.”Smoke comin’ out my sun roof a nigga shininA nigga love gettin’ pussy love rockin diamondsIf you got kids in this world, nigga, handle ya businessAnd you don’t need no nigga, be independantIt’s murda murda niggas beefin’ niggas slingin’ ninesAnd I keep that purple purple to ease my mind
[Chorus]Smokin’ on purple ease my mindThis that shit that we get high to… yeahIts murda murda murda gotta keep ya nineThis that shit that we ride to… yeah[repeat]
[Lil’ Boosie]I know the game I know the streetI got the raps you got the beatsAnd we gon lay it down real sweetSo yall can ride, head bobbin side to sideI don’t want shit from my fans but this: feel a real nigga’s vibeWhen you down and out, don’t nobody trust youBut when you got bread it seem like everybody love youIt’s still fucked up mayne in certain cases (believe this nigga, look)they still racist, I can see it on them bitches’ facesthat’s why I’m smokin’ and laughin’ I got my grind onAnd they don’t feel my struggle they think my mind goneThat’s why it’s murda, murda kill, kill on the cornerThese lil’ niggas got big pistols ready to put it on yaSo, when you die you might as well be highIs it heaven or hell or is it all a lie?That’s why I smoke purple on Monday, purple on TuesdayTwo boxes cotton so they don’t bruise me
[Chorus 2X]
[Lil’ Webbie]Smokin on that doja I done got a bag for cheap, niggaEyes barely open and I’m glued to the backseatBoosie took another hit and then he passed it back to meThis shit must got something in it, niggas switched some crack with weedHad to crack open the windows I can barely even breatheGot me fumblin’ and trippin’ almost passed the blunt to CeeGot it cloudy in the Bentley niggas squintin tryin’ to seeAnd they don’t know what time it is but I know it’s time to eatRidin’ dirty bumpin, ridin’ dirty know how that shit beOne day your hear and the next day you goin on repeatWith that nine up in my reach right now dyin’ ain’t for meMayne this pine got me sleepy but I’m too high to go to sleepBust a hooty when you rollin’ potent as you s’posed to beYou be rollin’ and smokin’ ‘em back to back consistentlyKeep movin’ blunts to phillies, zees, and shisha sweetsYeah savage really don’t care just put that shit in the air
[Chorus 2x]
