Cuz I Felt Like It

Smoke DZA

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    [Verse 1: Smoke DZA]
    Righttttttt
    My niggas don't play Draw Something, they draw hammers
    Take shots, no cameras, no bandannas
    But they grimy, loyalty to the block or it's 10/90
    Ambush a nigga kindly and untimely
    Niggas punani, tough until they reach the County
    Around killers niggas turn into Mahatma Gandhi
    I take the dour 'cross the border, get frisked by the Mounties
    But like a magician the package disappear
    Hit my homie Brendan, "Have some kush when I get there, mine's tucked away"
    He like "You good? ". I'm like "Fuckin' A"
    "You fuckin' right, this bout to cure me from the flight"
    "And got some goodies waitin' for me, shit I shipped 'em overnight"
    I be on it, I got options to get right
    And your bitch about to kiss the cock good night
    Lames catch feelings, we catch flights
    Downtown Harlem nigga and all my niggas nice

    [Verse 2: Den10]
    I'm on my way to Cali to see my bitch
    Cause Harlem got hot and my G got pinched
    I need a new connect, got to bring that flip
    I'm a star in the hood, everywhere I went
    Everywhere I've gone, everywhere I've been
    If it ain't make dollars, it ain't make sense
    Fresh D-Boy, a part-time pimp
    Missy Elliot, is that your chick?
    Up in my car? Boyfriend stare hard
    I'm still a GangStar with my full clip
    G-H-E-double T-O then
    Ghetto moms, ghetto friends, I'm ghettoin'
    Get money, I show it
    Won't save, I blow it
    Miss my first payment when I lease that Benz
    Yea bitch I'm gutta gutta (naw nigga, you ghetto as motherfucka)

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    [Verse 3: Den10]
    On my way to Texas, drivin' reckless
    Sippin' Pitta Rock, almost missed my exit
    Watchin' for the cops, I ain't got no license
    Ghetto like a motherfucka, peep my gesture
    Tilted brim, heavy lean suggested
    Lookin' for a lean that'll push this package
    Half a brick of yay and a D-cup breastes
    (Keep rapping, don't get lazy on me, keep going nigga)
    Got the same shine that's in my necklace
    Gotta live it up cause I ain't dead yet
    I'm here, leave it up to them, nope I got it brah
    Been too thin to the gangstas, they not as tough
    I been tryna hide stuff, yea keep it moderate
    My lil' lil' man keep the Tech in a holister
    I don't really really wanna have to shoot ya' party up
    Tell the DJ play my shit, keep it rockin'

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