Pack it Poke it Smoke it – “Smoking in Russia” (Rap Hookah Battle 2020)
Smoking in Russia – Pack it Poke it Smoke it
We’re going to smoke to one song and one song only!
So I Pack so hard hookah masters want to find me
Clouds thick stay behind me
What’s a 50 gram to a hookah guy like me
Can you please remind me?
Pack so hard, that buzz crazy
Let me tell you it don’t faze me
Need to pack some Frigate hot & raw and that might just haze me.
Pack so hard its A1
Always smoke till the bowls done
Pack so hard, and we’ve just begun
It’s the Hookah Battle, we always podium.
Pack it Poke it Smoke it
Take your pick, Mattpear, Alpha, DSH, that’s it.
Pack so hard, get the water right, got the heart in the flask tight
Got the bowl, coals on top, clouds thick when the heats right
Pack so hard, I’m shocked too,
Got the plug, he came through.
Russian leaf here in the States
Smoking like them Slavs do.
Pack so hard, lets get hosed, always fresh from D-Mo
Hot bowls, cold bowls, always “Melhor do que cigarro”
Pack so hard, taking shots, Darkside always hits the spot
Regal, Kinimod, Darkside-Aeon tops the charts.
Pack so hard hookah masters want to find me
That bowls clay.
She saw my pipes & said can we smoke ’em all?
I said look, you need to crawl ‘fore you ball
Come and meet me at the hookah hall
And show me why you deserve to smoke at all.
Pack so hard
That bowls clay, stamped HJ?
Pack so hard
What she order? Foreplay cane.
Pack so hard
PACKMATZ so cold, this ole thing?
Pack so hard
Pack like you’ll never be around hookah masters like this again.
Bougie bowl, I smoke it hot
Pass the hose and don’t let it drop
Quicklight coals tossed in the trash, I’m just saying
John Calliando ain’t do it right if you ask me
Cause I was him, I woulda made it last the whole week.
Who’s lighting the coals? Who’s packing the bowls?
Who’s poking them holes? Who’s smoking Moroz?.
Add a dash of that nova, and splash of that frosty
Got the homies in parkas cuz that bowl is so icey, (huh!)
I don’t even know what that means!
No one knows what it means… But its provocative, gets the people SMOKING!
Pack so hard hookah masters want to find me
You know I came here for the Gold
Don’t let me pack my own ( x3)
These other masters are lying
Actin like that mix ain’t mine
I got a hot pipe in my home
You know how many hot pipes I own
Don’t let me pack my own ( x4)
The smoke is in the building
The clouds are to the ceiling
I know I’m about to smoke it
How do you know? The coals are finished
You know I came for the gold
Don’t let me pack my own ( x2)
I’m definitely packing my own!
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