everything that comes to my head for ya, can't even remember the shit I just said to ya. C 1,2,3,4 What the hell are we? Fuck you, I'm smooth!
'lac Hit the corner slow where the girls are at And kick game the way it should be done How you gonna drop science? You're dumb Stupid ignorant, don't even
my 9 when I bail 'Cause I'd rather go to hell than jail 'Cause it's survival of the fittest Yo, it was rough from the start, son And I knew I'd be a hustler, even
I first pursued I want a interlude, in the nude Or we tastin' like food when we get in the mood Listen girlfriend, we don't mean to be rude But anything
feels like...he makes my heart melt I mean the way that he looks at me... It's a look I've never got from another brotha He's smooth, got swag, calm,
right now, When our bodies lock, we're so in tune, You smell so sweet, angel perfume, Even by that line, i don't mean to be rude, Got me hooked and i
' six feet tonight 'Coz it's murda, murda You better bring the best 16 when you fuckin' with Bing You could try to be smooth in between an' you can scream
for the phone Called three hoes all with my babies but nobody's at home Reach for my bat pulled out the gat put in the clip now it's smooth Chew on my
think that I'd be shavin my rhmes 'Cause they'd be so smooth Mr. Wonderful and all of that gun to pull shit That you be talkin' nigga don't even run
be like the best and you can Twit that and you can holla back young boy is the number one even when I rap or even when I sing woahh woahhh even when
be clever And some people think they're better Some people got attitude Backed up with attitude People got to prove That they could groove To be smooth Rude
just his arogance, not to exclude his rude attitude How he pursued, relentless references to seein me nude The wrong move, this jiggy nigga really thinks he's smooth
a beef I swell up eyes or I knock out teeth Now you can't beat this or even get with this Watch mike smooth spin it back with the quickness * dj mike smooth
to your face, you ain?t nuttin' but a faker Beat biter, dope style taker Tell you to your face, you ain?t nuttin' but a faker Your style is smooth, even
goin' six feet tonight Cuz it's murda, murda [Dave] Ya better bring your vest, 16 when you f****** wit Bing You can try to be smooth in between, or
kind of lover, that girl, ooh That kind of girl Smooth type of girl Say what? She's the kind of woman who knows the street And even under pressure, she's smooth
And know I?d like to leave her I can?t complain, Can?t talk, gotta catch my plane One... CHORUS I told ya she?s a rich girl, rude kinda prude Body silky smooth
not right now, When our bodies lock, we're so in tune, You smell so sweet, angel perfume, Even by that line, I don't mean to be rude, Got me hooked
