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She is fine in November and I sowed her in September |
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Looked at her tip, saw that she was ready then |
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Well I wanted to believe she was |
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Easy beby! |
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Won't you tell me you wanted I never wanted cuz |
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I never ever sowed it like this before |
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But she wants to believe me now |
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Smoke baby, come and tell me what you want |
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Love me cuz I ain't got nothing else to do |
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C'mon and smoke my funky...a a a |
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The smoke moves like you never ever thought it would |
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C'mon, don't shoot that fix |
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This is good, this is high |
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It's just like paradise |
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Smoke |
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Smoke 'em if you got 'em |
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Smoke |
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Smoke 'em if you got 'em |
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Some nights I want to have you closer |
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Tell me what you want I might need it |
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But I don't need any love, the only thing I need is |
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C'mon |
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Smoke |
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Smoke 'em if you got 'em |
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You want to feel |
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You want to fly to heaven? |
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C'mon and feel my love, feel the heaven that I heading for |
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Smoke |
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Smoke 'em if you got 'em |
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Smoke |
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Smoke 'em if you got 'em |
