Back to Top

Smoover Than U (feat. KySoFly) Video (MV)




Performed By: Dame Dooty
Language: English
Length: 2:39
Written by: Damon Villa II




Dame Dooty - Smoover Than U (feat. KySoFly) Lyrics




I like that sound
That's the type of shit I want to go up to
She know what I'm talking about
You know,
You know baby,
Come on

(Aye run that shit up Kyle)

Walked up in the club like her fine ass own the place,
I ain't got no bank account but I damn near start a Chase
Saw her at the bar, popped a mint and I walked over,
She had a nice body like a badass Range Rover
Yeah, I got game so you know I speak truthfully
Como Estás¿ Baby, how you doing, I speak fluently
Had her face on like she want nothing to do with me,
Grab my arm and told me baby I like how you pursuin' me
You can bring any of your friends, I got two with me
(Who you got?)
Hold on, I got Dooty, I got big Drizzy,
We'll go over, beat it down, yeah we got it no kizzy
All up in the Uber, towards her house we 'bout to Get busy
Uh,
Yeah, we really getting active,
GLE 63 Coupe in traffic, yeah we causing havoc,
Treat these bitches then we disappear, that's some Dark magic,
If they f*ck around and catch some feelings, it's gon' Get tragic
Uhhhhh
Stacking up the greens, we call that big cabbage,
Hit it 21 times, now they call me big savage
I don't give a f*ck about your son, I don't need baggage,
F*ck me, have some fun,
On the way to bring your big package

Blowin' up with green like a **** named Popeyes,
She like the way that I'm dripping like I'm baptized
Shawty think she smart and she think that she can Tell lies,
I can see through that shit yeah I'm real wise

I just ate on her booty,
Now it's giving me pink eye
Man I'm munching on that shit like it's chicken, It's deep fried
I be swimming in her pussy but it's deep, it's like Knee high
I be stuffing up her shit, what that called, like a Cream pie?
Nah, I'm just playing though,
Shawty bring her friends and they doing what I say So,
Now they gripping on my pole,
Play with it like play-dough
I'm just geeking in my raps, I be chilling, you can hate though
Don't be mad cause I'm smoother than you,
Don't be pressing on the gang cause we cooler than you
Don't bring your bitch around cause we stuffing her too,
Getting tired of your dick, now she f*ck with the crew

Told her come over, roger that, baby, copy
Getting drunk while I f*ck, drinking sake
Talking shit while she ride, she saying that I'm cocky
Second friend came over, I ain't talking, she just top me
Heard her **** callin', turn it off, it won't reconnect
Never mind that shit trash, I don't want the neck
Out the door with no ****, now she acting all upset
You think your **** gon' take her back
Yeah, let's make a bet

Damn, I'm not gon' lie to you
Whoever on the side of her ****,
He probably gon' lose that bet
I'm just saying, we was getting active,
And nobody do it like us Damon
You know what it is
We out
[ Correct these Lyrics ]

[ Correct these Lyrics ]

We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.


We currently do not have these lyrics. If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.




I like that sound
That's the type of shit I want to go up to
She know what I'm talking about
You know,
You know baby,
Come on

(Aye run that shit up Kyle)

Walked up in the club like her fine ass own the place,
I ain't got no bank account but I damn near start a Chase
Saw her at the bar, popped a mint and I walked over,
She had a nice body like a badass Range Rover
Yeah, I got game so you know I speak truthfully
Como Estás¿ Baby, how you doing, I speak fluently
Had her face on like she want nothing to do with me,
Grab my arm and told me baby I like how you pursuin' me
You can bring any of your friends, I got two with me
(Who you got?)
Hold on, I got Dooty, I got big Drizzy,
We'll go over, beat it down, yeah we got it no kizzy
All up in the Uber, towards her house we 'bout to Get busy
Uh,
Yeah, we really getting active,
GLE 63 Coupe in traffic, yeah we causing havoc,
Treat these bitches then we disappear, that's some Dark magic,
If they f*ck around and catch some feelings, it's gon' Get tragic
Uhhhhh
Stacking up the greens, we call that big cabbage,
Hit it 21 times, now they call me big savage
I don't give a f*ck about your son, I don't need baggage,
F*ck me, have some fun,
On the way to bring your big package

Blowin' up with green like a **** named Popeyes,
She like the way that I'm dripping like I'm baptized
Shawty think she smart and she think that she can Tell lies,
I can see through that shit yeah I'm real wise

I just ate on her booty,
Now it's giving me pink eye
Man I'm munching on that shit like it's chicken, It's deep fried
I be swimming in her pussy but it's deep, it's like Knee high
I be stuffing up her shit, what that called, like a Cream pie?
Nah, I'm just playing though,
Shawty bring her friends and they doing what I say So,
Now they gripping on my pole,
Play with it like play-dough
I'm just geeking in my raps, I be chilling, you can hate though
Don't be mad cause I'm smoother than you,
Don't be pressing on the gang cause we cooler than you
Don't bring your bitch around cause we stuffing her too,
Getting tired of your dick, now she f*ck with the crew

Told her come over, roger that, baby, copy
Getting drunk while I f*ck, drinking sake
Talking shit while she ride, she saying that I'm cocky
Second friend came over, I ain't talking, she just top me
Heard her **** callin', turn it off, it won't reconnect
Never mind that shit trash, I don't want the neck
Out the door with no ****, now she acting all upset
You think your **** gon' take her back
Yeah, let's make a bet

Damn, I'm not gon' lie to you
Whoever on the side of her ****,
He probably gon' lose that bet
I'm just saying, we was getting active,
And nobody do it like us Damon
You know what it is
We out
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Damon Villa II
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

Back to: Dame Dooty

Tags:
No tags yet