Something Smooth for the playas
SFA
What up Fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, I'm like what up fool?
I'm just chillin' in the hills rollin' Doja
Picked up my phone told some broads to come over
Party at Joel's, let everybody know
It's off of Lazy Lane when you're here let me know
Today's so breezy bout 82 degrees
Sippin' & chokin' still fresher than febreeze
I aint nice? Muhf*cka please, you see my style? Like check my steeze
All about my cheese Wake up & gotta get it
Bring a team to the funk cuz I need a new fitted
Me and my bros and some very pretty bitches
Told em we'd cook if they swore to do the dishes
Texas in the building, check my credentials
Solo cup of whiskey we can box if there's an issue
Yeah you know me and I'm always on the grind
I'm just chillin in the hills with some money on my mind
What up Fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Uh.. And the party's turnin' up
Took me a second just to fill my cup
Drinkin' Chiefin' livin' for the weekend
Doubled up the grind got my old chicks creepin'
Aint it funny how the shit works?
Cause back then when I was workin' hard it made the shit worse
Swear I'm too focused, buzzin' like a locust
Now a days if you aint bout digits don't approach us
Please don't provoke us, I got a little temper
Spittin' so cold swear I need a little winter
Rap so hungry swear I need a little dinner
And I'm all about the paper swear I need a little printer
Dunder & Mifflin... Tell me are you listenin'?
Clean from head to toe, stay fresh coalition
Posted in the hills mayne, it's just Me and my bros
SFA we killin' from the raps to the clothes, hey
What up Fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
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Something Smooth for the playas
SFA
What up Fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, I'm like what up fool?
I'm just chillin' in the hills rollin' Doja
Picked up my phone told some broads to come over
Party at Joel's, let everybody know
It's off of Lazy Lane when you're here let me know
Today's so breezy bout 82 degrees
Sippin' & chokin' still fresher than febreeze
I aint nice? Muhf*cka please, you see my style? Like check my steeze
All about my cheese Wake up & gotta get it
Bring a team to the funk cuz I need a new fitted
Me and my bros and some very pretty bitches
Told em we'd cook if they swore to do the dishes
Texas in the building, check my credentials
Solo cup of whiskey we can box if there's an issue
Yeah you know me and I'm always on the grind
I'm just chillin in the hills with some money on my mind
What up Fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Uh.. And the party's turnin' up
Took me a second just to fill my cup
Drinkin' Chiefin' livin' for the weekend
Doubled up the grind got my old chicks creepin'
Aint it funny how the shit works?
Cause back then when I was workin' hard it made the shit worse
Swear I'm too focused, buzzin' like a locust
Now a days if you aint bout digits don't approach us
Please don't provoke us, I got a little temper
Spittin' so cold swear I need a little winter
Rap so hungry swear I need a little dinner
And I'm all about the paper swear I need a little printer
Dunder & Mifflin... Tell me are you listenin'?
Clean from head to toe, stay fresh coalition
Posted in the hills mayne, it's just Me and my bros
SFA we killin' from the raps to the clothes, hey
What up Fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
SFA
What up Fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, I'm like what up fool?
I'm just chillin' in the hills rollin' Doja
Picked up my phone told some broads to come over
Party at Joel's, let everybody know
It's off of Lazy Lane when you're here let me know
Today's so breezy bout 82 degrees
Sippin' & chokin' still fresher than febreeze
I aint nice? Muhf*cka please, you see my style? Like check my steeze
All about my cheese Wake up & gotta get it
Bring a team to the funk cuz I need a new fitted
Me and my bros and some very pretty bitches
Told em we'd cook if they swore to do the dishes
Texas in the building, check my credentials
Solo cup of whiskey we can box if there's an issue
Yeah you know me and I'm always on the grind
I'm just chillin in the hills with some money on my mind
What up Fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Uh.. And the party's turnin' up
Took me a second just to fill my cup
Drinkin' Chiefin' livin' for the weekend
Doubled up the grind got my old chicks creepin'
Aint it funny how the shit works?
Cause back then when I was workin' hard it made the shit worse
Swear I'm too focused, buzzin' like a locust
Now a days if you aint bout digits don't approach us
Please don't provoke us, I got a little temper
Spittin' so cold swear I need a little winter
Rap so hungry swear I need a little dinner
And I'm all about the paper swear I need a little printer
Dunder & Mifflin... Tell me are you listenin'?
Clean from head to toe, stay fresh coalition
Posted in the hills mayne, it's just Me and my bros
SFA we killin' from the raps to the clothes, hey
What up Fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Chunkin' a duce, ridin' through, and I'm like what up fool?
Writer: Drew Barker
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave