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lirik lagu smoke and mirrors (ceo trayle) – shamana

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[remix of oxycodone mixture by ceo trayle]

[intro]
cut that b*tch off with some scissors
its smoke and mirrors
b*tch off with some scissors
its smoke and mirrors
cut that b*tch off with some scissors
its smoke and mirrors
big box for the wizard
don’t tweak ’cause i might trigger
my house*

[verse 1]
[?]
pass me, n*gga, i jump the curb
152, state trooper*
n*gga, better ask yo’ sons ’bout me
i don’t*i don’t think you heard
n*gga, it’s easy to shrink a bird
[?] like brrr
n*gga want range, i shoot like bird
n*gga, i was in the stu’ to work
you the typa’ n*gga that steal her purse
n*gga, i’m the n*gga who bought that purse
you the typa’ n*gga to see a raw ass underground rapper like me
n*gga steal my verse
this is why f*ck n*ggas goin’, man
screamin’ all day, but i bet i break that curse
[?] savin’ you and mе, i’m tryna save me first
‘fore i sign anybody jv first
not just anybody b*tch, i’m worth it
b*tch, i was tryna find somе rp30’s
[chorus]
in my cup is a oxycodone mixture
triple*triple .30, clipped her
a.i. on the [?]
had her suck the squad, then you turned around and kissed her
its all a façade, really, [?]

[verse]
cut that b*tch off with some scissors
its smoke and mirrors
big box for the wizard
don’t tweak ’cause i might trigger
my house look like tony montana mansion
i got sensors
and i can’t quit poppin’ these perc’s, i’m not no quitter
n*gga, i really f*cked that b*tch
but we didn’t go to dinner
i don’t like how she suck that d*ck
that b*tch is a beginner
i might just let her suck that d*ck but i won’t ever kiss her
n*gga, you work for free, you don’t get paid
sound like a intern
n*gga, i feel like usher
[?]
me ‘n big folks caught two new bodies
’cause these n*ggas didn’t learn
and if one of these p*ssy n*ggas ever try to tweak
i put them in a urn
n*ggas ain’t on my high speed chase with me
so it ain’t his concern
don’t play with me
[outro]
cookin’ dope? just call my nurse
big box for deliver
picked up my phone and copped the syrup
first they [?] chop that boy
and then they put him under dirt
baby, i won’t even call you b*tch
i might call you another word
keep dough, drop down guns on n*ggas
like, b*tch don’t say another word
and i don’t even think i’m high no more, i need another perc’

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