Yeah she had them lips She had them eyes She had them hips She had them vibes I was surprised She had no guy Might give it a try Come closer ? Felt like
been denied their birth right Stripped of all culture, language, God That's why Smooth B, times are so hard" I cried "I hate the other man", then he said "Smooth
dick See he got this kinda grace about himself Dealin' with fast life all flooded up with wealth So for him, cuties just be comin' like a dime a dozen Smooth
LL I like you in a Kangol and Gazelles Here's a ticket come and see me on my "Planet Rock" Like the Daddy Kane, I can be your "Smooth Op'" But wait
, you can't do it like me Break it down to the "A,B,Cs" Bad to the bone grab the phone, Im a smooth criminal You are not alone It dont matter if ya
na na naa na na naa na na naa, naaaaaaa Uh uh uh huh huh uh uh huh uh uh uh huh How do we stay so smooth? How do we stay so smooth? How do we stay so smooth
brothers and we showin no fear So where you at y'all? Right here, if you represent then throw your hands in the air [Smooth B] Arm Leg Leg Arm Head
one nigga [LW] Bird.. man [B] I promise you, we gon' give 'em what they want 'til they come get us nigga [LW] Bird.. man, J-R, ya know [B] You feel
Shut up I’m about to br— Wasn’t that fun? Let’s try something else Forty-five caliber killa but out of the philla-dela-realla show yall brothas how you not a guerilla Smooth
that can make me growl and hum say hmmm... a boom boom shak and the beat that she throw at me knocking me flat Number two I'd cruise where the grass is smooth
out to all the big willies) Big Will the high roller Strolling through with an entoruage Hard to camaflouge when you livin' this large I be smooth like
Kim)(Will) Here come the butter baby (I bring it smooth and hot) Here come the butter baby (Bringing it smooth and hot) Here come the butter baby (I bring it smooth
the big willies) Verse 1: Will Smith big Will the high roller strolling through with an entoruage hard to camaflouge when you livin' this large I be smooth
running fast, now who's the bad ass? Don't you wanta be dead when we get it through your head and you hear the beat this is where you'll wanta be. Smooth
Baby, I ain't bluffing Baby, you can rock 'n' roll But you can never show your soul, smooth dancer Baby, you can rock 'n' roll But you can never show your soul, smooth
God It's so, yeah, so lovely That's how we like to do it in the 90's Pete Rock and CL Smooth comin' atcha When I date back I recall a man off the family
scheme Got the cream legally without the beam Witcha fire eye drive slow, 8-5-0 Jet black tint still, they might know Who the cat controllin the strings of rap and R&B
mamas Come on, come on, a come on, now As we proceed to give you what you need You kno I like it when your body goes Bump, bump, bump Bad boy, B2K, yo