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wockstar - baby smoove lyrics

[intro]
(xmoke on the beat)
yeah

[chorus]
i’ve been sippin’ hard, can’t let it get the best of me
yesterday i got so high that i was scared to go to sleep
i think she a good b*tch but right now, i can’t keep her
somebody point me to the red ’cause i need it
you ain’t in the game, you don’t know the real meanin’
if that piece hit, i buy ’em all, b*tch, i need it
you ain’t even close enough to say that you competin’
asparagus with my steak, you can’t buy yourself a pizza

[verse 1]
zip my hoodie to the top and zip it down for a [?]
i could’ve bought some shoes, f*cked around and bought a six
it’s f*cked up she know her n*gga lame and he a b*tch
i got my hood behind me, they’ll tell you i’m legit
i’m cool, f*cked around and got used to gettin’ approved
i ain’t think about no b*tch, i got some jacks i gotta move
my arab just upped a forty*piece, all blues
when you really got some sauce, it ain’t no way that you can lose
ain’t n0body love you, so be in this sh*t for you
when i’m done with a b*tch, i’ma treat her like she new
this b*tch want some gucci, i might buy it ’cause she cute
my dog serve n*ggas, he keep cookie and some juice
you ain’t used to money, i can tell how you move
took myself to neiman’s, i was in a bad mood
in and out of states, road sh*t ain’t nothin’ new
fifteen hundred for a verse, i went up like the juice
[chorus]
i’ve been sippin’ hard, can’t let it get the best of me
yesterday i got so high that i was scared to go to sleep
i think she a good b*tch but right now, i can’t keep her
somebody point me to the red ’cause i need it
you ain’t in the game, you don’t know the real meanin’
if that piece hit, i buy ’em all, b*tch, i need it
you ain’t even close enough to say that you competin’
asparagus with my steak, you can’t buy yourself a pizza

[verse 2]
smokin’ burner cookie, i just faced a whole zip
we had to switch routes once some giffies got clipped
these n*ggas lame as h*ll, want more attention than a b*tch
big*body benz, ghetto n*gga drivin’ it
that d*ck suckin’ sh*t for the clout, i ain’t with it
i was drinkin’ juice, thankin’ god at christmas
push the wrong b*tton, i’ma have you hit quick
if you want some big money, gotta take some big risks
she look like a doll and she treat me like a prince
universe, baby, i can make a song a hit
i think i want a dweller, i’ma bust the whole b*tch
left hand on the ‘wood, right hand on a brick
n*ggas know if i got it, i’ll shoot it ’til it cl!ck
sippin’ on this four, was tryna take a n*gga with it
high school, i had a bag on the block when i was suspended
when i get a lamb’, i’ma bring her to the trenches
[chorus]
i’ve been sippin’ hard, can’t let it get the best of me
yesterday i got so high that i was scared to go to sleep
i think she a good b*tch but right now, i can’t keep her
somebody point me to the red ’cause i need it
you ain’t in the game, you don’t know the real meanin’
if that piece hit, i buy ’em all, b*tch, i need it
you ain’t even close enough to say that you competin’
asparagus with my steak, you can’t buy yourself a pizza

- baby smoove lyrics

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