Sean Price - Smoov P lyrics

rate me

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, fuckin’ 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, fuck 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 fuck 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.