歌词
A stolen car, we drove it far
And we were way too high
The sun is hot, these humid thoughts
Cigs between your smile
(Yay, yay-yeah)Cigarette, (Yay,yay-yeah )cigarette
My phone is dead by 2 a.m.
So please don’t blow my line
My face is numb,I'll make you cum
Just hold the gun and blow my mind
These cigarettes don' t taste the same
When I'm not dancin’ with you
I told myself I'd hold myself
But I been drinkin’ thinkin’ of you
I have no problem makin' Iove
It's keepin' it that's tough
Your cigarettes don't burn enough
Girl,I can't fall in love
I find myself still runnin’ back to you
And I don't even know why
Don't even know why
Cigarette, (Yay, yay-yeah) cigarette
I see you creepin’ on my homies
You think that's gon' piss me off
And on the weekends, we be freakin’
When you smoke,you always cough
You're awesome, awesome
Beg your pardon, let' s have sex, then call it off
I wish I trust myself enough
Been gettin' stuck, but **** it, I'm fine
(Yay, yay-yeah) Cigarette, (Yay, yay -yeah)
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