Smoking Mirrors

YOUR GIRLFRIEND THINKS IM SO COOL
20 INCH RIMS ON THE OLDSCHOOL
HOP OUT DRIPPING LIKE A SWIM POOL
AINT NO CHICK OUT HERE I CANT PULL
I JUST PUT THE FIRE TO MY WOOD
WALKED UP IN THE CLUB IM THAT HOOD
I WOULDNT TRADE MY LIFE IF I COULD
I WOULDNT TRADE MY LIFE Its THAT GOOD
Dance for me that's erotic
She aint from here that's exotic
All eyes on you that's iconic
NO SMOKING MIRRORS that's the chronic
STRAIGHT 42 that's the tonic
meet AGORIA that's the Sonics
Everything on me that's a promise
no one like me be honest
she THE TYPE YOU DONT Take home to mamas
SMELL LIKE CHANNEL
AND WEARS GABBANA
does coke a I SAY DO WHAT YOU WANNA
aint the type a ***** that drives a honda
she the type of ***** that drives the boat
on islands off the coast remote
I'm styling on them coat bespoke
in the corner chilling rope a ****
boy control yourself i can't she ****
I'm high as heights of highest hopes
I'm fly as **** with my approach
if the NIGHT is right WE MIGHT ELOPE
TAKE a flight tonight lets switch the the coast
talking shit but if you wit lets go
go yard the whole phased i know
the chick bad i swear on God i know
MONEY SEX DRUGS GO WITH THE GOD I KNOW