Smoke For Free Lyrics - What's On My Mind? - Dayton Family

Yeah, bitch 

Back in this motherfucker for 1994 

Id, backstabba, and shoestring 

And we ain't buyin shit 

Ay this is for all those sack chasin hoes 

Hey you can't smoke for free bitch 

Ay you gonna give up some pussy, or some money or something, hoe 

Ay, so I'm a let my nigga I'd tell you tha scoop 

Id, wax them hoes, tack them hoes and school them hoes 

I'm tired of you bitches tryin to smoke for free bitch 

Up some pussy or some motherfuckin money 

You bitches got me fucked up 

Thinkin you gonna smoke a sack and go home 

With you eyes low 

Laughin I ain't buyin that 

So bitches ante up or take your finger nasties home 

That 1993 smoke for free shit been gone 

I can't smoke for free so why you bitches think that y'all can? 

Hoes ante up or give some pussy to the bud man 

That other nigga that you know, he might let you smoke for free 

But that just goes to show, he's a hoe 

Ain't no hoe wit me I can't be givin freebies 

You ain't that special to me girlfriend 

Even the world we livin in to get somewhere it's gotta spend 

Your momma used to smoke like that 

Back before we started to trip 

It's 1994 so drop some dough we on that neutral tip 

That indonesia that I toke, believe me girl 

It ain't no joke 

My momma had to pay so bitch you know you gotta pay to smoke 

Smokin tree with me and course you bitches have your money out 

Ask my nigga pistol pete he know what the fuck I'm talkin bout 

My momma used to tell me son, don't let them bitches freeload on ya 

Now I got my underground, charge a bitch to smoke diploma 

Ain't no smokin out if you bitches ain't ready to throw that p 

Ain't no smokin tree for free unless you hoes lay with me 

Be handy with your pocketbook your pussy walls your hips and lips 

Open that skirt without the slip then a rock can hit your fingertips 

You bring some weed I bring some weed 

And that's just what it's all about 

Ya get with doa they in to smokin stanky bitches out 

You can smoke a joint with me 

But none of you bitches can smoke my tree 

Oh yes you can my man but dig this shit you understand 

You can't smoke for free 

You smoke a joint with me but none of you bitches can smoke my tree 

(no smoke, no smoke) 

Oh yes you can my man but understand 

You can't smoke for free 

You smoke a joint with me but none of you bitches can smoke my tree 

(no smoke, no smoke) 

Oh yes you can my man but understand 

You can't smoke for free 

You smoke a joint with me but none of you bitches can smoke my tree 

(no smoke, no smoke) 

Oh yes you can my man but understand 

You can't smoke for free 

Shoestring kickin bitches asses cause they tryin to smoke for free 

Don't give a fuck about a b I t c h unless you fuckin me 

Hoes be on my nuts all day 

Ask them bitches, I don't play 

Drop them drawers and suck these balls 

Then bitch then you can hit this dank 

Tryin to smoke a niggas sack 

Shoestring's not down with that 

You can have this slice but you must bounce with that pussycat 

Bitch cause I'm a freaky nigga freaky nigga bitch I am 

Let me throw this helmet pop that coochie like bam bam 

Smokin in the motel, fuckin in the hotel 

You can't smoke this tree for free but you get this shit for sale 

Drop that pussy to the flo', rock it fast, pop it slow 

Don't front you know about the rodeo show hoe 

And I don't see nuthin wrong with switchin our material 

Pussy for bud, bud for pussy you don't hear me do' 

All you sluts are out to gain, suck some dick and get some dank 

If you got some bank then we can smoke your weed and drink your drink 

Bitch, cause I ain't got no time for dead hoes 

I see your pussy lip lookin fat through them tight ass clothes 

My boy is bonin, my dick is hard as it can get 

I'm guaranteed to smoke some weed and get that pussy wet 

So put the kids to sleep and take them fuckin panties off 

The buddha's crossin, I'm tossin, and I'm the forcin (foreskin) 

Runnin shit like a pimp told you hoes I would 

It ain't a bitch smokin tree for free in my hood 

So pack your bags, get your coat and bitch hit the do' 

It's 94 if you ain't fuckin then you gots to go 

You smoke a joint with me but none of you bitches can smoke my tree