Smooth
Ain't nobody smooth like me
I don't flash c-notes that's too high key
Keep it all down low, that's who I be
Levitating on the stage when I move my feet
Alright, look
Good God, didn't know that he could move, huh?
Been in my shell, popped out like Koopa
And she look good, body rockin' like Medusa
Calm like a Buddha
Still poppin' off like bazooka
Smooth like butter in a pan
Love it when she dance
Got me all stuck inside a trance
Hoping she don't have some other plans
Said you got a man?
Yeah
Damn
Smooth like ice and that's a fact
Michael Jackson nice with it, I'm moon walking
She got hoops with the ice and that's a bad chick
The matching jacket with it, you on ten, yeah
So smooth when you walked in
Slo-mo hair flip
Caught my eye from the jump, from the jump
Thigh high socks and them legs don't quit
Good God girl, go ahead and flaunt what you got
I know that you gotta leave
But I got just what you need, so please
Tell me what you want, what you want
Said that she was tired of the rap
So I came back new style, hit 'em with the funk, with the funk
(Mm) whoa
Five foot seven, so you know I gotta lay up
I ain't even trippin' look at Tom and Zendaya
Feeling real tall at the top on my way up
If you want a spot better pay up
Slick rhymes, I'ma keep it groovy
We could do it QuickTime, maybe shoot a movie
I don't ever switch sides, I be where the crew be
Hit 'em with a quick slide, like I do the Toosie
Said that you were seeing somebody think you should dead it (mm-mm)
Yeah, I'm sorry I thought it and went it said it (mm-mm)
If I didn't then I probably would regret it and I meant it
Think you got it good, I promise it get better 'cause I told you I'm
Smooth like ice and that's a fact
Michael Jackson nice with it, I'm moon walking
She got hoops with the ice and that's a bad chick
The matching jacket with it, you on ten, yeah
So smooth when you walked in
Slo-mo hair flip
Caught my eye from the jump, from the jump
Thigh high socks and them legs don't quit
Good God girl, go ahead and flaunt what you got
I know that you gotta leave
But I got just what you need, so please
Tell me what you want, what you want
Said that she was tired of the rap
So I came back new style, hit 'em with the funk
I don't flash c-notes that's too high key
Keep it all down low, that's who I be
Levitating on the stage when I move my feet
Alright, look
Good God, didn't know that he could move, huh?
Been in my shell, popped out like Koopa
And she look good, body rockin' like Medusa
Calm like a Buddha
Still poppin' off like bazooka
Smooth like butter in a pan
Love it when she dance
Got me all stuck inside a trance
Hoping she don't have some other plans
Said you got a man?
Yeah
Damn
Smooth like ice and that's a fact
Michael Jackson nice with it, I'm moon walking
She got hoops with the ice and that's a bad chick
The matching jacket with it, you on ten, yeah
So smooth when you walked in
Slo-mo hair flip
Caught my eye from the jump, from the jump
Thigh high socks and them legs don't quit
Good God girl, go ahead and flaunt what you got
I know that you gotta leave
But I got just what you need, so please
Tell me what you want, what you want
Said that she was tired of the rap
So I came back new style, hit 'em with the funk, with the funk
(Mm) whoa
Five foot seven, so you know I gotta lay up
I ain't even trippin' look at Tom and Zendaya
Feeling real tall at the top on my way up
If you want a spot better pay up
Slick rhymes, I'ma keep it groovy
We could do it QuickTime, maybe shoot a movie
I don't ever switch sides, I be where the crew be
Hit 'em with a quick slide, like I do the Toosie
Said that you were seeing somebody think you should dead it (mm-mm)
Yeah, I'm sorry I thought it and went it said it (mm-mm)
If I didn't then I probably would regret it and I meant it
Think you got it good, I promise it get better 'cause I told you I'm
Smooth like ice and that's a fact
Michael Jackson nice with it, I'm moon walking
She got hoops with the ice and that's a bad chick
The matching jacket with it, you on ten, yeah
So smooth when you walked in
Slo-mo hair flip
Caught my eye from the jump, from the jump
Thigh high socks and them legs don't quit
Good God girl, go ahead and flaunt what you got
I know that you gotta leave
But I got just what you need, so please
Tell me what you want, what you want
Said that she was tired of the rap
So I came back new style, hit 'em with the funk
Credits
Writer(s): Connor Price, Kirk Cyr, Blaise Sison, Christian Sagum
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.