Lirieke:
Smoked Outt Records

Smoked outt millionaire iceberg rocker Got tired of driven' cars and bought a bently helicopter Baby nephew Derrick, thats who I am My mama named Durkie and my daddy named Yan Smoked

be honest You love that fuckin 'erb huh now be honest That is what yo boys serve huh now be honest That Melph got that dope huh now be honest On fire bout to smoke

respect my mind get outta line and I'ma hit ya from behind nigga I told ya I'm soulja and thats on the real Smoked Outt be the shit Make you bitches feel

coming real, do you feel what I feel? Listen to my skills, before your cap get peeled This game aint no joke, nigga get smoked buy the hour Transportin

respect my mind get outta line and I'ma hit ya from behind nigga I told ya I'm soulja and thats on the real Smoked Outt be the shit Make you bitches feel

2:] I love it when they call me big poppa I only smoke blunts if they rolled propa Look I gots ta catch the first thing smokin the cali And hit one of

paper I blow a soul outta aero I'ma break before I lay floor berry Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary You can't tame Lloyd, smokin

with a fifth of burb we wig to the curb so we swerve And rolled out to pick up the triple six thug And follow the murder for robbin the dooehouse Smoke jump outta

John Paul the 2nd, prayin to Satan Have your vegan girlfriend cookin up bacon on barbituates with that shit that you hit Smoke my spliffs withcha, cause