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trapface x - smoove Pt. 2 (feat. Homie J) Lyrics



trapface x - smoove Pt. 2 (feat. Homie J) Lyrics
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Yeah, it's part two in this, bitch
Now I'm doin' good, chillin' in my mansion
F*ckin' on his hoe, cause I like her accent
Nigga f*ck with me, couldn't raise his damn kid
Now I'm really rappin', I don't even need no ad-lib
She gon' eat up on my dick like some Popeyes
She just wanna f*ck me cause she heard I'm top five
Street little ho say she want some hot guys
But she got the whole city on her like a stop sign
Brody call me broke, told him let's go band for band
She compliment my belt, told her take off on those pants
She sayin' she don't f*ck with niggas, bitch, she's like an ant
That's just what she said, I don't mean to brag
Feelin' like a geek, oh shit, I just popped a perk
And then I f*cked her for a week, I'm dippin' like a jerk
I ain't sayin' who is he, yeah, I know I can be the worst
Niggas hate on me because I went and made they bitches squirt
See a Bitch I go and get that phone numb
Pick her up, now she pullin' on my pro club
Go and take a picture just to go post some
Niggas try to f*ck me, they have to start a go fund
Michael Myers kickin' through my door, he ain't lookin' scary
Knockin' out his tooth, I put it on the pillow, there's no fairy
I beat his ass, I hit ass, just with the nicest parry
She said, where's your Bluetooth speaker she's just tryna pair me
And you try to f*ck with me, I told him fall back
You have a better chance of having bitches on your ballsack
Call that your ho, but she didn't even call back
And when she cheated, you still went and crawled back
She spend the night and I put her face in pillows
She just wouldn't go back for band, zeros
And I wanna save her life, I'm not no hero
So she wanna make a movie like Robert De Niro
And she callin', he just tryna get his ho back
But I'm just speaking all these facts like I'm BoJack
I've been runnin' up this money, but you know that
But you don't know, she's a cheatin' with a postman
I just bought a brand new Glock and then forgot to clean it
I just got a baddest bitch and she just has a BBL
I know that I got the truck, I whip it, got no reasons
I just got pulled over and I didn't have a CDL
Say you bout to smoke till it's time to shoot back
So I'm just getting money, she already knew that
Might no one tell me your bitch was hotter than Tucson
Call up on my brodie so we can hit up a two man
They don't really like me, they don't like the things I do
When they f*ck with me, they have to get new house to move
They don't really like me, they just have to go improve
How I really spit, I did this shit, I'm part two of smooth
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Yeah, it's part two in this, bitch
Now I'm doin' good, chillin' in my mansion
F*ckin' on his hoe, cause I like her accent
Nigga f*ck with me, couldn't raise his damn kid
Now I'm really rappin', I don't even need no ad-lib
She gon' eat up on my dick like some Popeyes
She just wanna f*ck me cause she heard I'm top five
Street little ho say she want some hot guys
But she got the whole city on her like a stop sign
Brody call me broke, told him let's go band for band
She compliment my belt, told her take off on those pants
She sayin' she don't f*ck with niggas, bitch, she's like an ant
That's just what she said, I don't mean to brag
Feelin' like a geek, oh shit, I just popped a perk
And then I f*cked her for a week, I'm dippin' like a jerk
I ain't sayin' who is he, yeah, I know I can be the worst
Niggas hate on me because I went and made they bitches squirt
See a Bitch I go and get that phone numb
Pick her up, now she pullin' on my pro club
Go and take a picture just to go post some
Niggas try to f*ck me, they have to start a go fund
Michael Myers kickin' through my door, he ain't lookin' scary
Knockin' out his tooth, I put it on the pillow, there's no fairy
I beat his ass, I hit ass, just with the nicest parry
She said, where's your Bluetooth speaker she's just tryna pair me
And you try to f*ck with me, I told him fall back
You have a better chance of having bitches on your ballsack
Call that your ho, but she didn't even call back
And when she cheated, you still went and crawled back
She spend the night and I put her face in pillows
She just wouldn't go back for band, zeros
And I wanna save her life, I'm not no hero
So she wanna make a movie like Robert De Niro
And she callin', he just tryna get his ho back
But I'm just speaking all these facts like I'm BoJack
I've been runnin' up this money, but you know that
But you don't know, she's a cheatin' with a postman
I just bought a brand new Glock and then forgot to clean it
I just got a baddest bitch and she just has a BBL
I know that I got the truck, I whip it, got no reasons
I just got pulled over and I didn't have a CDL
Say you bout to smoke till it's time to shoot back
So I'm just getting money, she already knew that
Might no one tell me your bitch was hotter than Tucson
Call up on my brodie so we can hit up a two man
They don't really like me, they don't like the things I do
When they f*ck with me, they have to get new house to move
They don't really like me, they just have to go improve
How I really spit, I did this shit, I'm part two of smooth
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Writer: Xavier Olguin
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Language: English
Length: 2:24
Written by: Xavier Olguin
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