Smoov P Lyrics

Girl I can’t let you go
WBC sick, hahaha
Know what I mean?
It’s like look, hahah
I don’t even know how to talk smoov already
I’m a hardcore man
I smack the shit out of ya
I ain’t even with all this smoov shit
It feels stupid though
That’s a bull,
There are 2 savage machine

Listen, it goes
Maybach, lean back, now cypher
Rented zip car something to sniff with my bitch broad
I’m rich after this trip, I’m shuttin’ chop down
No dealer wait, it’s real estates and stocks now
Quit while I’m ahead, rap is the all lanes
43 is all selling nutcrackers at ball games
LeBron James, I’m Kevin Duckworth
Land by and spin with the Dodge, f*ckin’ with rough work
You’re ballin’ but you’re left hand weak
Now you’re fallin’ when your step man creep (Stupid nigga)
P strictly ill
Rock down records
Come sign a 360 deal
Come grind, P pushin’ pills
Hand me the weirdest, I’ll go sell ‘em to Manny Ramirez I am the best rapper
Quick draw, hit poll, f*ck a be flash faster

It’s that Gumball trick
7000 great weed in 1 spliff
Listen

I know what it is to sell
I know what it is to flop
Brownsville duke, I sold H and I hate cops
Lettin’ the A pop
Soon as the bang stop
Shake niggas down, have them come out they tank pop
I’m making my French ock, making my euros
Making my chromies, that niggas is zeros
Rock is a weirdo, letting his beard grow
Came up from nothing now f*ck is your hero
What do I fear yo? Been through the worst shit
From addicted parents into marriaging whore shit
Pop’s a drunk nigga, mom’s a crack addict
Love them both to death but a nigga got bad habits
You know, take a sip of this, take a hit of that
My nose is sore, from sniffin’ that
That’s dope, that’s weed, that’s cope, that’s P
No joke, nigga.

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