Lyrics:
Smoke City Mister

Cool and calm, mr gorgeous Walks up to the bar and orders and As he passes by, they all sigh - ah... When he moves just like a panther, The fins obeys

Translation: Smoke City. Digg.

Cool and calm, Mr Gorgeous Walks up to the bar and orders and As he passes by, they all sigh - ah... When he moves just like a panther, He feels your

once played Sown seeds decay through sacred steppin' stones in disarray Where the alter used to be placed Interchanged for bloodstains Sunrays illuminate smoke

down from New York City Prolly hit the skating rink USA Banging Schoolly, "Gangster Boogie" and "PSK" I remember shells, Gazelles, top tens and lottos Mega design, reefer smoke

as fuck plus I smell like yack so come on A nigga gots to get chose it's a house full of hoes I suppose at least one of those want Mister flossy with

'cause I roll one deep Black four-five on me like a sheep, I creep In the mist of the fog through the dark at your home in your city It's a pity when

I was wandering through the streets of the city Rambling through the avenues of time When from nowhere my eyes fell onto a girl And by chance her eyes

You be steppin' bitch) I be on some Hennesy Mixed with some Alizae Smokin' on some hay On my way, on that plat, "A" ("A") I'm hittin' on some small niggas (That rob niggas) Smoke