Lyrics Walk Down - Baby Smoove

I always wanna do this
But, I really got, like
Literally a dollar on each chain, though
This ain't no, like, cheap shit

My 'lil bitch so spoiled she like Marni and Chanel gifts
All my niggas wild, we got Dracos that got shell catchers
All these bitches bad, they want me, I had some fun with 'em
They all in your grass, just for me, they gon' have fun with you
Don't call my phone talkin' 'bout you got that 'lo
Boy go do somethin' with it
Don't call my phone talkin' what you think you know
'Cause I'll make somethin' hit you
I got more stripes, so I might be the culture, I might drop a triple
I got that loaf that'll get you pita rolled
I can make buttons hit you
I miss you, bitch
You got me runnin' wild, I'm goin' crazy
Every time we fuck, I'm thinkin' 'bout pullin' out
We makin' babies
Her last nigga so broke, every time that they smoked
They split an eighthy
I like this girl, I think I love this bitch
You better not break me
I look good in Rick, I came out head to toe
He need to pay me
Got a Lego switch, all on this brand new glock
You better not shank me
My nigga wrong, I had to leave the house
He whippin' babies
I love this gun, it gave him thirteen quick just like McGrady
I think she love me, shit, she love me
Now, that might be trippin'
Man, I think she love me, shit, she love me
Not that, might be wishin'
When I wake up, she blow me back to sleep
I'm livin' different
She like me, I see the way she look
I'm on her wishlist
I got a bitch, she's so in love with me
She watch the pistons
You supposed to know before you had your talks
So there ain't no snitchin'
I'm pair of 'em ona' oath, you know I'm gon' lie for bro
I know what this shit is, I can't go out like no ho'
My switch got extensions, turn that two seconds to four
I give my lawyer dog shit, he gon' make them cases go
Stuck in traffic, at the red light, I make my truck bounce
She with me, she gon' roll hers out the pound, not no ounce
They askin' me, "Smoove stop buyin' jewelry?", I don't know how
She teasin' me, so when I got the chance, I made her tap out
No UFC, you know it's Friday night, I laid the smackdown
He think he P 'cause he ran it
How I wouldn't even walk down, yeah
Pussy