Lane Curtis - Chai (feat. Mr. Stee)

Luvlane in the cut, it bleeds
We are not the same cut from a sleeve
One joint in the cuff of my sleeve
I don't hold it in, I just puff and release
Still the same Lane, same gap in my teeth
I could floss without plaques, tucked in my cheese
Dipped out got dap, came up looking breeze
So much ease your grandpa's broke cuff is relieved
Don't need a news column just trees
No stems, no seeds, call up Solomon Steve
And a girl with that Cosmopolitan steeze
So hot one sneeze would leave her covered in grease
Shit you nasty, hope your best babe ats me
All but classy, I'm the sex Great Gatsby
I don't like to bark, I let the cat speak
If you scream my name, damn I need a flat-fee
Ooo, I'm too smooth with it
I keep cool cause the stu' ain't got a booth in it
And baby girl came through with a blunt that got two in it
Hit it twice and hit a new limit
But I'm smokin', drinkin
No more sober thinkin'
It's October though, our focus is on spring
If you've only known what kind road you've taken
Could you compose a change without composure sinkin'
Can't you see the light hits the Lane
After one sesh book a flight on the plane
Pick another half-bag, put it on Dame
That I rock any fella try to swipe my strains
Even just a little dash, better pay cash
I be burning trees, I don't blaze grass
Somedays I don't even let the 'j pass
I walk in a room, leave every single dame smashed
Ooo, I'm too smooth with it
Ay, too smooth with it
Luvlane come through with it
Keep cool with it
Ay, ay

Written by:
Lane Curtis

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