Yeah she had them lips She had them eyes She had them hips She had them vibes I was surprised She had no guy Might give it a try Come closer ? Felt like
been denied their birth right Stripped of all culture, language, God That's why Smooth B, times are so hard" I cried "I hate the other man", then he said "Smooth
running fast, now who's the bad ass? Don't you wanta be dead when we get it through your head and you hear the beat this is where you'll wanta be. Smooth
Baby, I ain't bluffing Baby, you can rock 'n' roll But you can never show your soul, smooth dancer Baby, you can rock 'n' roll But you can never show your soul, smooth
God It's so, yeah, so lovely That's how we like to do it in the 90's Pete Rock and CL Smooth comin' atcha When I date back I recall a man off the family
scheme Got the cream legally without the beam Witcha fire eye drive slow, 8-5-0 Jet black tint still, they might know Who the cat controllin the strings of rap and R&B
mamas Come on, come on, a come on, now As we proceed to give you what you need You kno I like it when your body goes Bump, bump, bump Bad boy, B2K, yo
but then drama's my middle name That's the price ya pay for big fame The cellular phone rings dont' wanna pick it up But it's my J O B, I gotta kick
shake Huh, watch the Ice break Watch the Ice break Yo, let's see now who's tryin to diss me Say I sold out cause I rocked with the B.C. Y'all are bitches
say a rhyme that's dope Cause I'm a cliffhanger, no, I ain't a stranger Yo, I'm Toddy Tee, and I'm a Compton banger Wanted by the F.B.I. for transport
me and get hit I finger f-ck the nina make the b-tch have kids just do it my n-gga I just did name a muthaf-cker deeper than me b-tch dig ya dig, this
confused all the conversations I had between y'all And dog that's funny Pay me what you owe me nigga, all cash money [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Bun B] Well
that can make me growl and hum say hmmm... a boom boom shak and the beat that she throw at me knocking me flat Number two I'd cruise where the grass is smooth
't just let her walk by I ain't a thirsty *** But right about now, my throat was gettin' real dry Sho' this s*** had to be the cutest b*** I seen in
away, I've got to get away I've got to get away, I've got to get away I've got to get away, I've got to get away Yo, check the groove, b's kickin' a flow real smooth
east coast swing Boyz II Men going off Not too hard, not too soft It's long overdue but now Philly is slammin' Boyz II Men, A B C, B B D The east coast
that money And watch what I tell ya, everybody wants some How they get it they don't care Try to kick it when you spittin' real smooth But they listening
some pussy in 'em See I got them pissin' in they denim Man you fuckin' with a stash raper, duct taper Fuck you police and fuck neighbors Move to smooth
