Lyrics Smoothasshit - So Supa

Hmm, you know, sometimes you gotta switch that shit up, man
And you know, y'all gotta come a little different on them niggas, man
You know what I'm saying?
Smooth mother-, uh, smooth mother-, uh

Smooth motherfucker, that's me
Make it count, make it times three
I'm tryna tell them they can't fuck with me
I got cake in my package, you want a piece?
A'ight, smooth as shit, coming straight out the bricks
I get fresh as fuck, and I probably just take a pic
I ain't even going nowhere, bad kids throwing a fit
I be chillin', I don't want to harm nobody, but I got this switch

I just get my money, and then I fade off in the mix, shit
I ain't got a little finger on nobody, I send a blitz, damn
I'm with a thick bitch, thick as fuck, thicker than Chris
I take care of you, baby, but I promise I ain't no check
Smoother than a-, all right, hold on, yeah
Smooth as a fuck, bitch, I'm timin' out, I'm slick
Cool as a fuck, all I need is a catch
Need this bitch banging, I'm taking from that kingpin

Keep bang, I'm vibing, I'm blowing on this strong
Watch my foot round roll up, buy four wood, take 'til dawn
Told this bitch, "Come through", I got this drink, know what I'm on
I should hit me up when you pull up, say bad, I won't be long
I told her, "Come, come fuck with me, baby, we can live large
You can catch me on top floor, ain't stay short with a bad bitch
Hood ho, and you know that she is kinda ratchet
And that's okay with me because she know when to be classy (she know that)
I be getting fresh and fuck every day, and she gon' match you
She gon' suck that dick up off that shit, I ain't asking

Yeah, I love how you suck that dick, baby
I'm not gonna lie to you, you know what I'm saying? For real

If we locked in, we locked in, do you got my back, baby?
I'm too busy going forward, I cannot backtrack, baby
Give you the dick from the back, I bet you get attached, baby
I'm in your shit going crazy, tryna break your back, baby, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Smooth motherfucker, that's me (yeah, you know that)
Make it count, make it times three (you know how I do that)
I'm tryna tell them they can't fuck with me (they can't fuck with me)
I got cake in my package, you want a piece?
A'ight, smooth as shit, coming straight out the bricks
I get fresh as fuck, and I probably just take a pic
I ain't even going nowhere, bad kids throwing a fit
I be chillin', I don't want to harm nobody, but I got this switch, yeah