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Chain Smoking Pt. II Lyrics - Artist : Mike G
Chain smoking in my chain
Chain smoking in my chain Chain smoking in my chain It's 4 PM in beautiful Seattle See my watches can't keep up with my travels My passport got fresh ink like new tattoos Hating don't help when that's one of cash rules Everything around me look like Crown Jewels Break down barriers, you see that my sound proof, you know how I do So casual, all natural Known, far too close to home I.e. for example LA I'm so big you could lay in my shadow 40/40 with Jay he waved in Dusse bottles Brush my shoulders off when I get follows from these models Kick back like we home in Keystone, Colorado I might, catch a flight tonight To see the Vegas lights or live a New York night Ladies, you know what I like? You in those shoes New Orleans. Jazz, Tennessee blues Land so there's room to improve Chopped and screwed music in Houston getting used to it Desert cruising Porsche, mine blew like Illusions That old talk shows all credit to who producing In Chicago in the Windy City, like "How you doing" Chain smoking in my chain Chain smoking in my chain Chain smoking in my chain Only the ocean view is shallow and see through See I got all the receipts If you need to see proof Breeze through it's funny how the sky's are sea blue Winds won't take your mind as far as defeat do Deceitful they faking like they elite cool I breeze through Fresher 'cause I came in after them They wanna divide us is the part you may not factor in Same waters they brought us over on I'm relaxing in If it's meant it's gon' happen, there's no use of rushing in Have you in Kazakhstan, where they speak Kazakh and Russian and You manifest them m's until you touching them I got school friends from Japan, I'm still in touch with them Them other dudes don't stick to the plan, you shouldn't fuck with them My car from Germany, my cologne came from London and I got shoes from Italy and I ain't even touch them yet You know you gotta send em back if they don't come correct Are you down for the ride or do you need drive? Hideout and re up from my Australia Supply On the beach with the finest thing you could see with your eyes And he couldn't lie throwing up the peace from Dubai |
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