50 Cent – Smoke ft Trey Songz

Talented American rapper, 50 Cent join efforts with Trey Songz to create this new amazing song which is titled “Smoke”.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 05 on his top charting album project called “Animal Ambition: An Untamed Desire to Win” was officially released on 3 June 2014.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

Listen up below!.

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LYRICS

[Trey Songz (50 Cent):]

Ay, girl, ay, girl, ay, girl, ay, girl, a-ay, girl

You know it’s Dr. Dre, girl (Dre, girl)

(It’s 50) And Trigga, yeah

 

[Trey Songz:]

Somebody pull the fire alarm, girl, where you from?

‘Cause you got this club on fire and outside I bet all they smell is smoke

All they smell is smoke, girl, they yellin’ smoke

All they smell is smoke

The way your body roll, I’ma lose control

‘Cause you got this club on fire and outside I bet all they smell is smoke

All they smell is smoke, girl, they yellin’ smoke

All they smell is smoke

 

[50 Cent:]

Come on

Pink diamonds, pink sand, beaches Aruba

Blue sapphires on days when she feelin’ Hoover

She hood and in the mood when I’m in the mood

Erotic, so exotic, I’m psychotic about it

I don’t want forever, I just wanna taste her love sample

That product, I bet a nigga tongue go numb

She’s a narcotic, that bomb shit burnin’, we smokin’

My old flame, my Mary Jane, we got a love thing

She ain’t jealous, I keep Nina around

In the small of my back in case some shit go down

Right under my Hermes, I’m hearin’ the word is

Me, I’m a P.I.M.P.

I let Trey hit some, then Dre hit some

Then pass it to the homies ’til we all get done

Niggas can’t comprehend what this shit ’bout

Police comin’, you like, put this shit out

 

[Trey Songz and 50 Cent:]

You like smoke and you got me high

You make a nigga want to get down

High

High feelin’ like I’m up in a cloud

Girl, what the fuck you done to me?

You got me feelin’ like you just rolled up for me

You’re like smoke and you got me high

So high make your love come down

High

One time, have that ass turnt out

Girl, what the fuck you done to me?

You got me feelin’ like you just rolled up for me

You’re like smoke

 

[50 Cent:]

Shawty hot, she full blown, she hot now

100 degrees, that’s with or without the top down

But when she get to workin’ her hips, you know the temperature rise

Oh Lord, soon as she see the dick in her thighs

She like the stones in my cross, she flawless

I’m thinkin’ damn, why would God give one woman all this?

You know I got the kind of conversation that make her feel like she need me

It’s complicated, my occupation, pimpin’ ain’t easy

Facts, I stack racks on racks and racks

Back when I was pumpin’ crack, now my cards are black

Nigga get on my level, bark with the big dogs

If I want it I buy it, I don’t care what this shit costs

Luther said it: a house is not a home without her

I had ’em panties on the Greyhound filled up with powder

But what she showed what she’ll do for me has no limits

Her wantin’ is temporary ’cause for sure she gon’ get it, wassup

 

[Trey Songz and 50 Cent:]

You like smoke and you got me high

You make a nigga want to get down

High

High feelin’ like I’m up in a cloud

Girl, what the fuck you done to me?

You got me feelin’ like you just rolled up for me

You’re like smoke and you got me high

So high make your love come down

High

One time, have that ass turnt out

Girl, what the fuck you done to me?

You got me feelin’ like you just rolled up for me

You’re like smoke

[Trey Songz:]

Everybody showin’ the love when she at the door

Turn this bitch down, that’s fire in the hole

I’m tryina get it and hit it, I don’t wanna pass that

Got me addicted, I’m trippin’, where the stash at?

Baby, baby, don’t you know?

Faded, baby, just like smoke

 

[Trey Songz and 50 Cent:]

And you got me high

So high

Girl, what the fuck you done to me?

You got me feelin’ like you just rolled up for me

You’re like smoke and you got me high

Ring the alarm it’s on

High

Girl, what the fuck you done to me?

Ring the alarm it’s on

You got me feelin’ like you just rolled up for me

You’re like smoke

 

[50 Cent and Trey Songz:]

Ring the alarm it’s on

Smoke, you’re like smoke

Yeah my nigga, wassup?

Girl, you’re like smoke, smoke

Fuck with me