You better me, I'm comin' smebbin' Smebbin' the streets in my seven, oh You better me, I'm comin' smebbin' Ninety-five, ninety-six,
I was through the park one day Smebbin' down the in my seven, oh Smebbin' through the one day You watch me, I'm comin' smebbin'
I was smebbin' through the one day like a motherfucker, swervin' Smebbin' the park one day You better watch me, I'm smebbin'
I was through the park one day In the very month of May I seen three bitches, that thought I had riches walkin' towards my way
Hangin' out the of my Brougham Caddy-Mack Ham sandwich with the off in the back I mah-uh-macked on one but I down two Thoroughbred tenders that, smashed out
Dabbed out, bust a pattern, leave 'em Just like Felix Mitchell and them used to do out there in Major without a doubt like Clarence Carter I'll be strokin' Kick a bootch up out my car if she get to actin' like I ain't pokin'
Smebbin' the park one day Smebbin' down the in my seven, oh I was through the park one day You better me, I'm comin' smebbin'
Smebbin' the park one day Pervin' like a motherfucker, I was smebbin' the park one day You watch me, I'm comin' smebbin'
Say hoe, you got your E's up What the fuck you mackin' for, uh bitch? You got E's mixed up Always pitched a bitch, quality timer-ass You to come and do, 'posed to be down with anything I do
Now first of all you correct me I was pretty much already an celebrity Get my Zack me cash off, keep up in the game so heavily But you see a stubborn, why in the fuck you
I raised your ass bitch, brought your ass out the you was in the red, without a roof overhead I helped ass out, by puttin' you in my bed Around this time last year ass was in the dark And bitch, I'm out, headed to the
Smebbin' the park one day Smebbin' down the in my seven, oh Smebbin' through the one day Boy you watch me, I'm comin' smebbin'
I was smebbin' the park one day like a motherfucker, swervin' I was smebbin' through the one day You better me, I'm comin' smebbin'
Woke up in the on percolation Hit the homies up, reservation crackin' man, nigga what's cookin'? I got some hoes man, nigga good
out the house, ten thirty three Dang near my epinine milli-mi unlawful for me to forget my pepper folks Yeah all my reapers and stealer's would it For me to my pepper
though y'all my peoples, off the record playboy Where the alcohol and broccoli at nigga I'm tryin' to get my dick wet, where the naked Where the big booty bitches? and Susette's
I like 'em thick with the dookie mickers by their Bow legged bitches with the Gaps than the Band me a little bit about yourself bitch Tell me a little about history
You fucked around and made me mad Now I'm to talk bad Tore up, ass, bitch, if you give me some head You to smeb, bitch
through the park one day Smebbin' down the in my seven, oh" I was smebbin' the park one day You watch me, I'm comin' smebbin'
through the park one day Pervin' a motherfucker, swervin' I was smebbin' the park one day You better watch me, I'm smebbin'
Smebbin' the streets in my seven, oh You better watch me, I'm smebbin' Ninety-five, ninety-six, You better watch me, I'm smebbin'
Smebbin' down the in my seven, oh You better watch me, I'm smebbin' Ninety-five, ninety-six,