rat, the cat, the dog How you gon' see them if you livin in the fog (4x) Verse 2: (Hey yo D) What up D (You a smooth nigga, I seen you but nobody knew
sun went down you were blown away Why'd you let go of your guitar Why'd you ever let it go that far Drunken Angel Could've held on to that long smooth
hour unannounced, unplanned for like a scaring over-friendly guest you've brought to bed Death makes angels of us all & gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth
't even time for the D.A.D.'s going to heaven There was the method of dealing A fine method if you lived in the hood Was done with smooth measure
, yea Diggin In The Crates ya' Come on, Come on, Come on Uhh, yea Lord Finesse ya' Check it, yea Uhh, check it out Check it out Yo, my movement motion Smooth
your arms made a place where my face liked to bury then lifting (but not lifting) but drifting away to where the angels would play like you'd almost
right two for one ? that's quite the night in the dark i watched her fold for my stick and move richard roundtree moment she said my d*ck was smooth
handle that holds all the gates up, puncture the eyeballls, that seep all the muck up, read all the boo D he people worth reading and still see the muck
Hamm) [Chorus x4] (I got a new woman) She wants to get her everything for free (I got a new woman) But she ain't gonna be the death of me [Gangsta D
You cannot blind me addicted to a life of crime My time as shorty was full of car chases While runnin with John Gotti's and Scarface's Niggas knew, I'd
Smooth accelerator, you get me so loose You keep your motor running til'I run out of juice (chorus) I never knew it could be this way, and I never thought I'd
on I got this party niggaz We lock the street corners [Repeat 1] [R.O.C.] Well it's him again, the Timbaland lacer You trembling in the faces, Detroit hates us Take us, come smooth
center I heat it up in the Mourning like Alonzo and I'd get it, I'd bit it, I'd split it, I'd hit it up in a Tahoe Bravo, make make make it clap I'd
ready for us (we mafai mafia mafia ya) Cause it's the 1990 triple 6 2000 (scarecrow) Mixtures of sin and gin on sight Cut the wings off an angel On
mental power Elusive kinetic Electromagnetic Don?t let me set it You pathetic punks get wet?d And left with no rap credit Debt?d Silent thinkers spark
Mello Yellow young fellow and I'm cookin Heatin the house up just like a hot plate Smooth on the groove like an ice skate You didn't think in a blink I'd