CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : No Smoke
Aye, aye, No Smoke
Aye, they want no Smoke
Aye, aye, No Smoke
(RICK $ANCHEZ cooked the beat that's why you gotta know)
Aye, no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, aye, aye
Anybody giving me a problem, R.I.P
That n***a really hatin but my sh*t is on repeat
Take you back, you talking scratch, your sh*t is DVD
In my city, I'm a G, I've been for the keys, hol'up
Gotta get my cut, no Mr. T, I'm Master P
I've been surfin on this beat, Casey always brings the heat
Like the sun, I'm a Don, you should call me Caleon
When the sun getting gone, I ain't sleepin till it's dawn
I'ma watch you when you yawn
Then you watch me when I'm on like a light
Scared of demons in the night, trust me, it's gon be alright
Change don't happen over night, that's reason I recite
See, my life ain't paradise, it's eating me like parasites
Close your eyes or lose your site
Don't want me to be honest, I say sh*t, you'll get surprised
Let's not even talk about the n***a who supplies
Tell me whatchu worth cause everybody's got a price
Pull to your city, I might pull up to your side
Pull up to your city, I might pull up with my guys
Screaming out your name, I'll never get any replies
Why you spreading lies? you're a part of your demise
Aye, no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, aye, aye
[Skit]: Gucci Mane & Charlamagne Tha God
How you callin police on a trap house? *laugh*
On one person, I thought I'm a artist (yeah)
Walked down and ya'll textin all this gangster sh*t
I walked down and knocked on the door
They called the police
And tell me, when you got a gun, you done call the law?
You done called the law? what kind of sh*t is this?
I thought we was finna have a gun fight
You were just texting me, you know? I'm a pu**y
When I walked down here, Gucci gone, you done called the law
Aye, no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, aye, want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, aye, aye
Aye, they want no Smoke
Aye, aye, No Smoke
(RICK $ANCHEZ cooked the beat that's why you gotta know)
Aye, no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, aye, aye
Anybody giving me a problem, R.I.P
That n***a really hatin but my sh*t is on repeat
Take you back, you talking scratch, your sh*t is DVD
In my city, I'm a G, I've been for the keys, hol'up
Gotta get my cut, no Mr. T, I'm Master P
I've been surfin on this beat, Casey always brings the heat
Like the sun, I'm a Don, you should call me Caleon
When the sun getting gone, I ain't sleepin till it's dawn
I'ma watch you when you yawn
Then you watch me when I'm on like a light
Scared of demons in the night, trust me, it's gon be alright
Change don't happen over night, that's reason I recite
See, my life ain't paradise, it's eating me like parasites
Close your eyes or lose your site
Don't want me to be honest, I say sh*t, you'll get surprised
Let's not even talk about the n***a who supplies
Tell me whatchu worth cause everybody's got a price
Pull to your city, I might pull up to your side
Pull up to your city, I might pull up with my guys
Screaming out your name, I'll never get any replies
Why you spreading lies? you're a part of your demise
Aye, no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, aye, aye
[Skit]: Gucci Mane & Charlamagne Tha God
How you callin police on a trap house? *laugh*
On one person, I thought I'm a artist (yeah)
Walked down and ya'll textin all this gangster sh*t
I walked down and knocked on the door
They called the police
And tell me, when you got a gun, you done call the law?
You done called the law? what kind of sh*t is this?
I thought we was finna have a gun fight
You were just texting me, you know? I'm a pu**y
When I walked down here, Gucci gone, you done called the law
Aye, no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, aye, want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, they want no smoke
Aye, aye, no smoke
Aye, aye, aye
