Smoke Tricks Songtext
von Naâman
Smoke Tricks Songtext
That′s the way we use to fly away, sexy rolling is pon top
Today.
I love to hear me herb crack in your fingers,
Your wet tongue licking up a king size paper
In your eyes there is a touch that me a love
Me say catch me fire girl, tell you Mama we a just
Smoke trees you know, sit back in slowmo I love the way your
Lips sticks
Girl love your Smoke Tricks a lot
Looking to the slow dove flying when you blow it baby
Ain't no innocent smoke, together we up till we get the eye
Closed,
Simplicity what′s me love baby dash away your clothes
Open up your heart nah be blind a your senses
Get ready! disya illegal niceness a please me
Outside hear the people dem a worry
Hear me girl we only smoke budz when it's rainy roll a big
One fi me honey
Smoke trees you know, sit back in slowmo I love the way your
Lips sticks girl love your
Smoke Tricks a lot, looking to the slow dove flying when you
Blow it baby
Open the curtains let the sun blur me eyesight
Warm me up while you moving so tight girl
I know I know I know what you gonna do disya time is for you
Yes
Do a trick straight through disya light
Use the occasion while we feeling all right
Me say come on to the top we gonna make this bird fly
Leggo away your stress to be low is a crime
Today.
I love to hear me herb crack in your fingers,
Your wet tongue licking up a king size paper
In your eyes there is a touch that me a love
Me say catch me fire girl, tell you Mama we a just
Smoke trees you know, sit back in slowmo I love the way your
Lips sticks
Girl love your Smoke Tricks a lot
Looking to the slow dove flying when you blow it baby
Ain't no innocent smoke, together we up till we get the eye
Closed,
Simplicity what′s me love baby dash away your clothes
Open up your heart nah be blind a your senses
Get ready! disya illegal niceness a please me
Outside hear the people dem a worry
Hear me girl we only smoke budz when it's rainy roll a big
One fi me honey
Smoke trees you know, sit back in slowmo I love the way your
Lips sticks girl love your
Smoke Tricks a lot, looking to the slow dove flying when you
Blow it baby
Open the curtains let the sun blur me eyesight
Warm me up while you moving so tight girl
I know I know I know what you gonna do disya time is for you
Yes
Do a trick straight through disya light
Use the occasion while we feeling all right
Me say come on to the top we gonna make this bird fly
Leggo away your stress to be low is a crime
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