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00 Tweak - Smooth Criminal Lyrics



00 Tweak - Smooth Criminal Lyrics
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I'm slimy nigga, twelve trying to catch up but im a smooth criminal
Stop bringing him up he a goofy, diss on the net the nigga keep throwing subliminals
They keep trying to count my money for me these broke niggas getting too curious
Bitch wanna play all day, don't want give it up get out she like is you serious
They give me the wave i carry it, Addicted to drank i think imma marry it
This switch fast and it shoot furious, Say he gone touch me this nigga hilarious
Get off a pill start acting nefarious, engraving the Wild Child shit ima bury it
Gave niggas the chain and see they ain't cherish it, Do this shit for the future my kids gonna inherit it
If we can't get you, we gone find who you hang with
They killed lil bro i'm bringing the pain with it, Got a smile on my face i ain't got no shame with it
If he diss, he die we make him famous
Got a bitch from france, don't know her language
Got in a shootout in front of Uncle Remus
Now i'm out on the road meeting up with labels, OG yo fourth child going places
Might do a few shows maybe, You know i'm out chasing paper
On a journey i don't know where its taking me, Every time i look up niggas hate on me
Say you real i was down turned fake on me, Way T-money died man that shit breaking me
I'll send you up top better watch what you say to me, You bleed how i bleed i'll be damned a nigga play with me
You say you want smoke wild child can arrange it, Ima walk out with Six cause that's who I came with
Dude killer ain't dead that's who i got away with, If you don't wanna die better watch what you say then
Oh, you want a verse, you gotta pay then, on four different drugs i turn Super Saiyan
If it ain't about money give a f*ck what you saying, We pressed em' about it he said he was playing
Yea dude had his gun got shot at and ran, They watching my moves i ain't showing my hand
Told them I was coming they thought i was playing, Every camera got Tweak all up in they lenses
Freak bitch suck dick with no hands, can't move so ima just stick to the plan
Whole time this bitch got a man she ain't tryna go home, bitch keep dancing
Two tone watch it's dancing, Bro got a blrrrrd on the back, an enhancement
Got too many guns with us don't chance it, Lil baby you cute so i'm tryna wham it
Chains glow in the dark my shit keep dancing, Got a show in the I so i'm sliding to Hammond
How the f*ck he a killer they took him for ransom, It's so many questions that don't got answers
I'm slimy nigga, twelve trying to catch up but im a smooth criminal
Stop bringing him up he a goofy, diss on the net the nigga keep throwing subliminals
They keep trying to count my money for me these broke niggas getting too curious
Bitch wanna play all day, don't want give it up get out she like is you serious
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I'm slimy nigga, twelve trying to catch up but im a smooth criminal
Stop bringing him up he a goofy, diss on the net the nigga keep throwing subliminals
They keep trying to count my money for me these broke niggas getting too curious
Bitch wanna play all day, don't want give it up get out she like is you serious
They give me the wave i carry it, Addicted to drank i think imma marry it
This switch fast and it shoot furious, Say he gone touch me this nigga hilarious
Get off a pill start acting nefarious, engraving the Wild Child shit ima bury it
Gave niggas the chain and see they ain't cherish it, Do this shit for the future my kids gonna inherit it
If we can't get you, we gone find who you hang with
They killed lil bro i'm bringing the pain with it, Got a smile on my face i ain't got no shame with it
If he diss, he die we make him famous
Got a bitch from france, don't know her language
Got in a shootout in front of Uncle Remus
Now i'm out on the road meeting up with labels, OG yo fourth child going places
Might do a few shows maybe, You know i'm out chasing paper
On a journey i don't know where its taking me, Every time i look up niggas hate on me
Say you real i was down turned fake on me, Way T-money died man that shit breaking me
I'll send you up top better watch what you say to me, You bleed how i bleed i'll be damned a nigga play with me
You say you want smoke wild child can arrange it, Ima walk out with Six cause that's who I came with
Dude killer ain't dead that's who i got away with, If you don't wanna die better watch what you say then
Oh, you want a verse, you gotta pay then, on four different drugs i turn Super Saiyan
If it ain't about money give a f*ck what you saying, We pressed em' about it he said he was playing
Yea dude had his gun got shot at and ran, They watching my moves i ain't showing my hand
Told them I was coming they thought i was playing, Every camera got Tweak all up in they lenses
Freak bitch suck dick with no hands, can't move so ima just stick to the plan
Whole time this bitch got a man she ain't tryna go home, bitch keep dancing
Two tone watch it's dancing, Bro got a blrrrrd on the back, an enhancement
Got too many guns with us don't chance it, Lil baby you cute so i'm tryna wham it
Chains glow in the dark my shit keep dancing, Got a show in the I so i'm sliding to Hammond
How the f*ck he a killer they took him for ransom, It's so many questions that don't got answers
I'm slimy nigga, twelve trying to catch up but im a smooth criminal
Stop bringing him up he a goofy, diss on the net the nigga keep throwing subliminals
They keep trying to count my money for me these broke niggas getting too curious
Bitch wanna play all day, don't want give it up get out she like is you serious
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Writer: Derrick Berry
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Language: English
Length: 2:17
Written by: Derrick Berry
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