Maurice Smooth - Smakti paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Smakti - Maurice Smooth



Feeling down, top me up
Feeling down, just top me up
Feeling down, top me up
Feeling down, just top me
Feeling down (feeling down)
Just top me up (top me up)
Feeling down (feeling down)
Just top me up (top me up)
Feeling down (feeling what)
Top me up (top me up)
I'm feeling down (feeling down)
Just top me up
My name is Bakti, and I just be sliding on beats on the low in the cut and the freeski
All of these brodies can't be me, all of these brodies can't beat me
Got all these girls on my celly and yeah they is ready to slide and pull up on my woah
Hold up yo I'ma calm down and yeah
Nobody knew me before now they listen to me now they coming around and yeah
I don't know why they try to go test me none of these brodies can best me
Y'all just gon have to arrest me to stop me from going insane like somebody possessed Me
I'm about to settle the score feeling it all up in my core
Windows go up from the door slam my gas to the floor
I don't give a damn anymore I can not scram anymore
This fine girl said to me I'm gon feel her down and she'll top me up
I told her that she gon have to go crazy you talk to me you better turn me up
I'm down for whatever baby just whenever you ride with the kid, yeah you know I ain't Playing
Slide to my crib and we messing around I ain't need her to leave and she want to be Staying
I'm back on my bad timing they hating cause I'm shining in they mind they on sad timing
Yeah they stay whining but for me yeah I stay vibing every mountain I keep climbing
And I ain't stopping I'ma go where the real rocking I'ma go where the real flocking
And it's too easy cause I know I'ma keep walking every step yeah I stay locked in
Feeling down, just top me up just
I'm feeling down just, just top me up just
I'm feeling down, just top me up like
I'm feeling down, just top me up just
I'm feeling down, just top me up just
I'm feeling down, just top me up like
I'm feeling down just top me like
I'm feeling down, just top me up
Where I start? Fingers ain't for painting but I still might call it art
All black on me I'm in a party after dark
Needa girl from overseas and bring her right here to New York (right to New York)
Mi amor, I ain't got no heart went to store and got it bought
Too much on my mind feel I do this just for sport
Look up in my eyes ain't no talking anymore (what you mean)
Wait, let's not talk about it
Ain't no John Smith why she thinking that she Pocahontas
Ain't no save station either play or get played by it
And if shawty for the streets ain't no way around it
This is wally wally get up off my body body
Nike shoes and Nike socks she think that I'm a baller prolly
(Dammit Scotty) beam me up
Always keep the meaty tucked and it pack a feeding (huh)
My ex's in a room and call it toys r us
(God damn) oh oh, (oh oh) oh no
When the druggies kick in on adventures like I'm jojo
You see why, ion really do this I'm in slo mo
Two hours turn to three like I'm dame from the logo, just step
Outside for this wind D this a four for four like I can barely offer mo (uh uh)
Holy smokes, I can see it all I got four eyes and telescope
Ion go to church she hit her knees and caught the holy ghost like
Where I start? Fingers ain't for painting but I still might call it art
All black on me I'm in a party after dark
Needa girl from overseas and bring her right here to New York (right to New York)
Mi amor, I ain't got no heart went to store and got it bought
Too much on my mind feel I do this just for sport
Look up in my eyes ain't no talking anymore like what you mean
Yeah what you mean when you say that I'ma outta pocket
If you look into my pockets you gon see some profits
Now let's change the topic flying on this beat just like a rocket
Flying out this world I swear that I just seen some comets
Oh yeah I been this oh yeah I been that on god I am not from this world I spin that
On god I'm in that time I speak of I might mess around and look for rappers as a reaper
Until then, just listen to my rhymes and blast them speakers
Where I start
Call it art
After dark
To New York
Mi amor
Got it bought
Just for sport
Anymore like what you mean



Writer(s): Bakti Greaves


Maurice Smooth - SMOOTHITIS
Album SMOOTHITIS
date de sortie
11-06-2023




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