Smoove Tape
Real shit
Sittin' here on a couch in Yogya
Shorty on my mind
3 months mulled over
Thinkin' 'bout the times
She would sleep over
Talkin' 'bout life, playin' games
Move closer
Grabbin' my baby
Kissin' pimples
Love your acne my baby
Love your smile
Makes me happy my baby
You look fit
But f*ck your abdomen baby
My love for you crazy
You could gain weight
And my love wouldn't change
Gluteus fat, but love your brain
Swear you not a human
No Carter, Dwayne
You could change the world
No Goodall, Jane
Got a nigga sprung
Like I'm T-Pain
I don't need the world
On our love train
Tryna derail what we've sustained
Damn you a Storm
Got this Panther- tamed
Let me explain
How you're the best
4 months I'm away
But still you don't stress
FaceTime
Whenever we're at rest
Shit's fresh
But you're not under duress
Shit's simple
This ain't chess
Verisimilitude
Keep any feud in check
Feel blessed
Miss you on my chest
Won't ever control you
Nor play you like you Celeste
You got the
Smooth tempo
The way you move your temple
Damn
Okay baby
You got the
Smooth tempo
The way you move your temple
Damn
Can we please
Whine
Forever
Forever
Forever, forever
Forever
Forever
Forever, forever
Plenty nights in the Trap
We was kickin' it
Saturday's for shorty
Parties I ain't even feelin' it
Honestly was not even there
To just get lit and shit
Everyone's got hidden agendas
They're for killin' shit
Really tryna f*ck
On anything they see
Hot as hell
But ain't tryna get AC
Niggas really beefin'
Drummond and Acy
Niggas really beefin'
Tryna get that re'
Niggas shootin' they shot
And steady missin' shit
Niggas claim they Jordan
But really on Scotty Pippen shit
When we finish f*ckin' they ask her
What's on your skin? And shit
Ain't gotta tell 'em
Been throwin'
No Robert Griffin shit
You niggas buggin'
Tryna get mad girls
You niggas cheatin'
Like forget that girl
She f*ckin' love you
But you played that girl
Don't be surprised
When someone take that girl
You got the
Smooth tempo
The way you move your temple
Damn
Okay baby
You got the
Smooth tempo
The way you move your temple
Damn
Can we please
Whine
Forever
Forever
Forever, forever
Forever
Forever
Forever, forever
Real shit
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Smoove Tape
Real shit
Sittin' here on a couch in Yogya
Shorty on my mind
3 months mulled over
Thinkin' 'bout the times
She would sleep over
Talkin' 'bout life, playin' games
Move closer
Grabbin' my baby
Kissin' pimples
Love your acne my baby
Love your smile
Makes me happy my baby
You look fit
But f*ck your abdomen baby
My love for you crazy
You could gain weight
And my love wouldn't change
Gluteus fat, but love your brain
Swear you not a human
No Carter, Dwayne
You could change the world
No Goodall, Jane
Got a nigga sprung
Like I'm T-Pain
I don't need the world
On our love train
Tryna derail what we've sustained
Damn you a Storm
Got this Panther- tamed
Let me explain
How you're the best
4 months I'm away
But still you don't stress
FaceTime
Whenever we're at rest
Shit's fresh
But you're not under duress
Shit's simple
This ain't chess
Verisimilitude
Keep any feud in check
Feel blessed
Miss you on my chest
Won't ever control you
Nor play you like you Celeste
You got the
Smooth tempo
The way you move your temple
Damn
Okay baby
You got the
Smooth tempo
The way you move your temple
Damn
Can we please
Whine
Forever
Forever
Forever, forever
Forever
Forever
Forever, forever
Plenty nights in the Trap
We was kickin' it
Saturday's for shorty
Parties I ain't even feelin' it
Honestly was not even there
To just get lit and shit
Everyone's got hidden agendas
They're for killin' shit
Really tryna f*ck
On anything they see
Hot as hell
But ain't tryna get AC
Niggas really beefin'
Drummond and Acy
Niggas really beefin'
Tryna get that re'
Niggas shootin' they shot
And steady missin' shit
Niggas claim they Jordan
But really on Scotty Pippen shit
When we finish f*ckin' they ask her
What's on your skin? And shit
Ain't gotta tell 'em
Been throwin'
No Robert Griffin shit
You niggas buggin'
Tryna get mad girls
You niggas cheatin'
Like forget that girl
She f*ckin' love you
But you played that girl
Don't be surprised
When someone take that girl
You got the
Smooth tempo
The way you move your temple
Damn
Okay baby
You got the
Smooth tempo
The way you move your temple
Damn
Can we please
Whine
Forever
Forever
Forever, forever
Forever
Forever
Forever, forever
Real shit
Real shit
Sittin' here on a couch in Yogya
Shorty on my mind
3 months mulled over
Thinkin' 'bout the times
She would sleep over
Talkin' 'bout life, playin' games
Move closer
Grabbin' my baby
Kissin' pimples
Love your acne my baby
Love your smile
Makes me happy my baby
You look fit
But f*ck your abdomen baby
My love for you crazy
You could gain weight
And my love wouldn't change
Gluteus fat, but love your brain
Swear you not a human
No Carter, Dwayne
You could change the world
No Goodall, Jane
Got a nigga sprung
Like I'm T-Pain
I don't need the world
On our love train
Tryna derail what we've sustained
Damn you a Storm
Got this Panther- tamed
Let me explain
How you're the best
4 months I'm away
But still you don't stress
FaceTime
Whenever we're at rest
Shit's fresh
But you're not under duress
Shit's simple
This ain't chess
Verisimilitude
Keep any feud in check
Feel blessed
Miss you on my chest
Won't ever control you
Nor play you like you Celeste
You got the
Smooth tempo
The way you move your temple
Damn
Okay baby
You got the
Smooth tempo
The way you move your temple
Damn
Can we please
Whine
Forever
Forever
Forever, forever
Forever
Forever
Forever, forever
Plenty nights in the Trap
We was kickin' it
Saturday's for shorty
Parties I ain't even feelin' it
Honestly was not even there
To just get lit and shit
Everyone's got hidden agendas
They're for killin' shit
Really tryna f*ck
On anything they see
Hot as hell
But ain't tryna get AC
Niggas really beefin'
Drummond and Acy
Niggas really beefin'
Tryna get that re'
Niggas shootin' they shot
And steady missin' shit
Niggas claim they Jordan
But really on Scotty Pippen shit
When we finish f*ckin' they ask her
What's on your skin? And shit
Ain't gotta tell 'em
Been throwin'
No Robert Griffin shit
You niggas buggin'
Tryna get mad girls
You niggas cheatin'
Like forget that girl
She f*ckin' love you
But you played that girl
Don't be surprised
When someone take that girl
You got the
Smooth tempo
The way you move your temple
Damn
Okay baby
You got the
Smooth tempo
The way you move your temple
Damn
Can we please
Whine
Forever
Forever
Forever, forever
Forever
Forever
Forever, forever
Real shit
Writer: Ricardo Millien
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