Clove Doper
The Sigit Lyrics


There's a man with a friendly plea
Who drinks cofee rather than tea
I've been listening to his prophecy
And I don't need another

He smokes super fine clove cigarette

There's a man fight for demand where I could never win a game
My fist to protect my hugs to attack
How could you tell me who's to blame

World is full of amateurs
They're acting like a pro
If I could talk like a holy man
Can I be the cannonist too

Super fine clove cigarette

There's a man with a friendly plea
Who drinks cofee rather than tea
I've been listening to his prophecy
And I don't need another

There's a man fight for demand where I could never win a game
My first to protect my hugs to attack
How could you tell me who's to blame

World is full of amateurs
They're acting like a pro
If I could talk like a holy man
Can I be the cannonist too

World is full of amateurs
Ther're acting like a pro
If I could talk like a holy man
Can I be the canonist too

Super fine clove cigarette





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