Smoke Sumthin (Remix)

[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 Oh man, then your man's going 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 My green Tahoe, with my Las Vegas bitch and one of your hoes Highed up, I like what she working with, that's why we hired her We put her on the set, tattoo calligarphy letter 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 is the lunch room, outside is looking wild and hungry fool Shut the door so they don't see us light a joint or two.. [Hook] Got stopped in the mall the other day I heard a call from the other way Where I just came from, some nigga was saying something Talking about smoking something.. Got stopped in the mall the other day I heard a call from the other way Where I just came from, some bitches was saying something Talking about smoking something.. [Verse 2 - Lil Wayne] Let me gon' light me one up for all my trouble I'm chillin with this bitch who think we make the perfect couple But she trippin, I'm sippin on some bubbly with no bubbles It's me, that's who, I put this shit together like puzzles I'm puzzled: is it me or niggas is lame? You're coward-hearted, yellow, lemon merengue I'm about to change my name from "Dwayne" to "Deranged" To be a billionaire I got a shot like Danny Ainge My gang wear red, your bitch a air head But I still break her off like a fuckin chair leg And Tunechi, ya heard me, you don't deserve me Swag so sick so injury reserve me I'm the God, I should be rapping in a turban But knowing me, I'll prolly ollie up the curb Then grind down the rail only with my tail Pause.. [Hook]