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southern smoke (225 business) - boosie badazz lyrics

[intro: boosie badazz]
yeah, bow
yeah, bow
yeah, bow, bow
yeah, bow
yeah, bow
yeah, bow, bow, bow

[chorus: boosie badazz]
this that f*cking southern smoke, bow
southern smoke, bow
better get your southern smoke
this that f*cking southern smoke, bow
southern smoke, bow*bow*bow
these n*ggas don’t want smoke, this that f*cking southern smoke (this that smoke)
southern smoke (southern smoke)
these n*ggas don’t want smoke, this that f*cking southern smoke (southern smoke)
southern smoke (southern smoke)
better gеt your southern smoke, this that f*cking southern smokе (boosie badazz)

[verse 1: boosie badazz]
i’m first to smoke this b*tch up, like cigarettes in parking lots
ain’t nothin’ changed about me, i still a hit you with this .40 glock
carbon with the .30, this b*tch wipe you like the sandman
pistol with a silencer, i k!ll you while the band playing
jambalay’ crawfish, mardi gras seats, and raw tits
money showing, taking off pictures, louisiana n*ggas
finesse his ass, get to the cash, talking atlanta n*ggas
rob his ass, k!ll em on sight, talking savannah n*ggas
them florida jits, f*ck wit’ my sh*t, i rock with tampa n*ggas
we’on rap beef at all, like yall, we come and stamp a n*gga
hustle, summer, winter, spring and fall, that’s why the bag different
i represent for n*ggas getting money, who ain’t ask sh*t
[chorus: boosie badazz]
southern smoke, bow
southern smoke, bow
better get your southern smoke
this that f*cking southern smoke, bow
southern smoke, bow*bow*bow
these n*ggas don’t want smoke, this that f*cking southern smoke (this that smoke)
southern smoke (southern smoke)
these n*ggas don’t want smoke, this that f*cking southern smoke (southern smoke)
southern smoke (southern smoke)
better get your southern smoke, this that f*cking southern smoke

[bridge: boosie badazz & youngboy never broke again]
breaking out in pieces, have you tryna put yourself together
breaking out in pieces, have you tryna put yourself together (bow*bow*bow)
breaking out in pieces, breaking out in pieces (bow, bow)
b*tch i’m breaking out in pieces, have you tryna put yourself together (b*tch, ass n*gga)

[verse 2: youngboy never broke again]
ever met a n*gga, bring that pressure, to him, and his mama
we go back to back, to many straps, we strictly ‘bout that drama
n*gga, what you hollerin’? play with me, this sh*t get violent
b*b*g, fresh out that bottom, brand new stick i bought out scotland
introduce, a b*tch, to southern smoke (believe that, straight cancer)
we gone let it blow, shoot five, and hit that b*tch with four
stretch everybody, on the porch (come here)
these n*ggas, p*ssy, so ion make these types of songs, no more
play dumb, i let these b*tches know
that this that f*cking southern smoke (bow*bow, b*tch)
[chorus: boosie badazz]
this that f*cking southern smoke, bow
southern smoke, bow
better get your southern smoke
this that f*cking southern smoke, bow
southern smoke, bow*bow*bow
these n*ggas don’t want smoke, this that f*cking southern smoke (this that smoke)
southern smoke (southern smoke)
these n*ggas don’t want smoke, this that f*cking southern smoke (southern smoke)
southern smoke (southern smoke)
better get your southern smoke, this that f*cking southern smoke (boosie badazz)

- boosie badazz lyrics

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