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Outkast - Smoke Sumthin Lyrics

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
One for the money, yes sir, two for the show
But I ain't steppin on the stage until they count up all my cash flow
Aw man, then yo’ mans go in the Twilight Zone
Wantin' to be left alone, again at home, listen to Soulja Slim
I spread that dough out, rolling pin, slice it up
With my closest friends as the grimey globe spins, I'm riding
Trying to keep dirt off my rims and my name out'chea
Stay poppin’ up at the red carpet in my green Tahoe
With my Las Vegas bitch, and one of yo’ hoes, highed-up
I like what she working with, that's why we hired her
We put her on the set, tattoo calligraphy letters, “Jets”
Love and respect, we passing you the fuck up Ain't passing you none of my bud
That's why you standing 'round us, bruh?
Are you accounted for, who brung you?
You don't speak the code bro, yo’ slick tongue done hung you
You walking down the aisle with the same bitches we run through
I'm in the bank line, empire
I build this for us to eat inside, this the lunch room
Outsiders looking wild hungry, fool
Shut the door so they don't see us, light a joint or two

[Hook]
I stopped in the mall the other day, I heard a call from the other way
Where I just came from, some nigga was sayin’ somethin’
Talkin’ ‘bout, smoke somethin’
Stopped in the mall the other day, I heard a call from the other way
Where I just came from, some bitches was sayin’ somethin’
Talkin’ ‘bout (Smoke somethin’)