II Tone - Smoking Papers lyrics

[Hook: Lord Infamous] I got them smoking papers I got a popper permit [3x] Never leavin' home without it I will leak your a** b**h [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] Scarecrow tha calico (?) Here comes the Infamous bloody vampire When ... take out your wind Connect the dots on your dead skin Get me a hit of adrenalin (?) amphetamin Burstin' the cinnamon I'm the one you wanna (?) Catch you a (?) everything with pure lead Placin' the .50 cal up to yo neck When I snatch the tomahawk outta yo head I am the (?) spray your damn hoe ... Choppin' off the razors edges Slice 'em like some light bread Love to see the spread turn bright blood-red Make you don't want to (?) I will get ignorant, smoke me a cigarette This (?) pistol I need to get rid of it Make your b**h a** leak like you on your period Seriously make me not f** around Especially when I'm on Funky Town Load this 500 round and knock the noodles out your crown Pa**ionate bounty hunter for the coke and the marijuana That is (?) Cap with the thunder and took a b**h hop You don't wanna get popped by the Infamous punisher You hear the "BOOM" of the shotgun ba** Double ought bucks takin' off your throat and your face [Hook: Lord Infamous] I got them smoking papers I got a popper permit [3x] Never leavin' home without it I will leak your a** b**h [Verse 2: Lil Jack] My n***a just jumped in the chevy He told my these s**ers was heavy We ready I k** anything that I scare They Shadow Was right in the sh** I say Purple drank and my gold chain Pull the dice not a whole thing Guillotine loaded above of his head f** the police we say officer dick ................off with your kids Screamin' as you see [?] Weed n***a f** your beats n***a f** these hoes don't trust these streets I don't ball with brand new one Plus this weed n***a plus this heat [Hook: Lord Infamous] I got them smoking papers I got a popper permit [3x] Never leavin' home without it I will leak your a** b**h [Verse 3: II Tone] (II Tone) I'm gon slow it down I'm high as f** Don't need nobody I don't love I'm Papers stickin' f** the.......... That's my style no need to stunt I twist it, hit it, light it you can't fight it Cause it's super loud Give a f**, what you think Cause I make my momma proud Money ... loud pack And my whole crew smokin' good Best believe they comin' back Doctor treat said I need this So we rolled the strip I be smokin' since the age of 12 ... a trip n***as say they smokin' good But I swear they smokin' dirt If you come 'round while I chiefin You gon' get yo feelings hurt So high Blunts just No need to Over my bed Leavin' my n***a that's why we mad [Hook: Lord Infamous] I got them smoking papers I got a popper permit [3x] Never leavin' home without it I will leak your a** b**h