ego trip - smoovth, little vic lyrics
smoovth verse 1
yeah, smoovth dude shout out mickey knox , sh*t got a nice ring to it. nice bounce
yo, melodic massacre ambassador
used to push legend acuras
its natural, spatula, saran wrap
flows deserve a hand clap
his man clap couldn’t get his man back
man down stick em up hands down
he ran down, used to run the town
still do, got hitters thatll k!ll you
for real dude, right beside the door
the real spooks
the beat flip i trip
catfish in mississip
ego trip this is it
trust no cat with loose lips
love a chick w wide hips
the way the thighs sit
trying to get these pies flipped
used to f*ck em all
sn*tch em up bag em at the mall
take em home, lay down the law
i will never fall, haters wanna see that
mad a n*gga fresh off the meat rack
see that, lay my seat back
low key moving g packs
38 snub push your t**th back
they dont wanna be that or see that
take a loss tell em eat that
im all for positive feedback
on the real a n*gga need that
the 1st thing im like is where da weed at
tryna get high relax
collect this tax in a shoe box i throw racks
little vic (verse 2)
yeah, devil p*ssing in one of heavens*stalls
get*involved the present resident ezzard*charles
with a presidents bravado and a peasants*b*lls
nice guy eddie a gentleman of the reservoir
dog… with the right effects ..
that ass bounce when i’m writing checks
get it passed down like a flight of steps
get blast down looking fly for the spider webs
funny money class clowns said they might invest
mickey knox came to scoop me in the black hummer
latch behind the floor mats to put the rats under
rap gunner i know what i did last summer
speak the truth, no cell phone only a fax number
tired of the civilian life and i be riding like i’m william pike martyred on the gram for a million likes
brilliant reptilian i used to sip k!llians
twist phillys keep it thick like sicilian slice
call the cops satan .. molotov shaking
garlic knots baking harletts at the barber shop waiting
they say babe your cut is beautiful fresh
i leave them pills in my will cuz i do it to death
they got they’re name on the flyer feeling themselves
i’m on the frontier hunt deer dealing in pelts
i made it once clear to sissies im ulysses s grant
stay sharp my makers mark the whiskey gets stamped
shipped over the potomac
the mob might have cloned vic
excavator digging alone who got a bone to pick
rap yoda school after class over with
math over the head of matt broderick
tried to soften it up my mouth hardened
rappers moon walking, i was out jogging
fell on black days no soundgarden
advice like dumb it down means you outsmart em
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