One day we'll crash this van wind up in your attic and with what we learned last night we can never take ourselves away No self control we are blown
SMOOTH SAILIN' Writers Curly Putman, Sonny Throckmorton We've got smooth sailing, sailing Looks like ev'ry drop of rain is gone, gone, gone Smooth sailing
Couldn't wait to get mo shit from Trill ENT huh? Bad ass and young savage keep it so street huh? But we been doin' this for a while, but it ain't sleep
There's a gonna be smooth sailin' from now on 'Cause my cheatin' baby's gone Diamond rings, I can't afford So I threw her overboard Smooth sailin' from
I grew up wholesome, middle class, Mid-west. The 4.8.1.9.7. is where my folks rest. I'm always on trial for the crime of the day. And always on line when
Hungry Last night, no way I was gonna be left hungry And then your daddy caught me sneakin' out your bed It's just a game I play, it's just I roll that
Black suede, don't mean you're good for me Black suede, just brings your mystery I want to be inside of you But you're black and I don't know what to
I can help you get to heaven, right here on channel seven Put your hands on the TV and pray Check out that hotline on channel thirty-nine Might be your
SMOOTH TALKING BABY WRITERS RED LANE, DAVE KIRBY Smooth talkin' baby I've been looking for you all my life it seems Smooth talkin' baby maybe you're
Yo, from the intro, I flow 3 in a row, buildin' like a Lego Stacks upon stacks It attacks the wax Scrub it like Ajax Relievin' as a X-lax The night cap
Some live the good life loungin' by the pool Catching a suntan and everything's cool Male or female, you want to be set In the big mansion drinking Moet
Above the level of a mezzanine, healthy as oval tine The dominant gene queen, I mean go, the light's green The protege could play like chess to quest
I get physical, I get physical I get physical, I get physical I get physical, I get physical I get physical, mystical, very artistical It?s going down
[CL Smooth] What's goin on baby? Ain't nuttin - it's CL Smooth Sextafied everyday; you gotta know that this live Let's get right to it Chorus: repeat
Check it out, give me my 'spect Check it out, give me my 'spect Check it out, give me my 'spect Check it out, give me my 'spect Hit the lights and I
"In the flesh" "In the flesh" Introducing funk from the yard, collecting strictly knockouts The brothers I sparred, which only means the man got nothing
Prepare yourself to catch a verse from the big purse Rotate the megahertz, where you heard it first The perpendicular, said none similar Quadruple any
Lots of lovin', lots of lovin' Lots of lovin', lots of lovin' Lots of lovin', lots of lovin' The heat A sweet serenade, sip lemonade As we laid inside