Ugly God – Stop Smoking Black & Milds (The Booty Tape Album)


Heard the whole hood hit you from the back
Bitch your house got roaches, I ain’t going, bitch I can’t
Run it back, hey, ooh, ayy

Ayy, stop smoking Black & Milds bitch
Thanks Ugly God!
Ayy, bitch, ayy, bitch
Ayy, wait, ayy, ayy
Bitch your Honda struggling with them dents all in the back
I waited 30 minutes for a jump so we could crank
Last time we spoke, I smelled your breath, it made me faint
[Verse 1]
Stop smoking Black & Milds, with your country ass
How you smoking Blacks but actin’ like you classy?
You can hit that head, but I won’t let you hit no black

Stop smoking Black & Milds bitch you nasty
You got shit around your mouth, with your crusty ass
We coolin’ now, but bitch in public you ain’t friends with me
Bitch I hopped up in your Honda Civic, all I smelled was paint
Ayy, stop smoking Black & Milds bitch
[Verse 2]
Ayy, stop smoking Black & Milds bitch
Why you spent your last dollar on that wood tip

[Chorus]
Why you smoking Blacks? Bitch you unattractive
Why you smoking Blacks? Bitch you unattractive
You need to go and take a bath, with your musty ass
Stop smoking Black & Milds, hoe you trashy
How you smoking Blacks but actin’ like you classy?
I heard your daughter’s only toy was a jump rope (yup)

I heard the hood ran a train on your track (choo choo)
Ooh, ooh, ayy, ayy
[Chorus]
Ayy, stop smoking Black & Milds bitch
Stop smoking Black & Milds bitch you nasty
Stop smoking Black & Milds, hoe you trashy
You ain’t classy, you ain’t shit, but a hood bitch
You need to scrub between your ass, with your dusty ass

You can’t smoke no black & milds and be a fan of me
I heard your mama kicked you out, bitch you ain’t staying with me

[Outro]
[Intro]
That ain’t your hair I know its weave, bitch stop playing with me
That’s the black bitch, stop flexin like that’s blunt smoke