Kivvy - Smoove Lyrics

Verse 1
This a bop put one in the air
Smoke in the air no guns over here, no
I'm a brand new dude right now
In a brand new hoop right now
On the road no brakes like I'm due right now
Man they couldn't tell me nothing
There ain't nothing I can't do right now
Ain't no f*cking with my mood right now
Still the mother f*ckin' truth right now
I been living in the booth life style
It ain't a problem
I'm just building with my family
Keep it low i be working i be plannin'
If Mac and Lewis could do it
We could do it
Out the blue we be looking for a grammy
I ain't tryna' get ahead of myself
I'm doing yoga tryna' better myself
Just better my health
Placing waves I bet it be felt
This that smooth that velvety felt

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I'm just giving em' a smooth.....hit
Something you could groove... with
Yeah, I think I found, I think I found,I think I found,
I think I found, I think I found it
I think I found, I think I found,I think I found,
I think I found, I think I found it

Verse 2
This a bop put one in the air
Let ya head bop with the drum and the snare
Thought I told you I'm that dude right now
I'm just putting in the proof right now
Yo the proof is in the pudding with a roof right now
Did billy really do it?
He'd be whipping in a coupe right now
He in bars eating soup right now
I got bars but they shoot out loud
This the proof out mouth
I can't lose out now
I keep my eyes to the stars
I stay out of the bars
I ain't got any broads
No Ménage à trois
The blahzay blahs
All because of love
I found it just in time
Adjust my rhymes
With lust in mind
Must define
What I design as trust
Trust in mine
A diamond in the rough
Trust in mine
A diamond in the rough


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Verse 3
Yo this a bop put one in the air
Smoove, no crease, not one in the pair no
I done told you I'm the dude right now
Check the grooves they like suede (sood) right
Might not think I'm for you right now
Trust that ain't true right now
Cause you getting soul food right now
Vocal plate so full right now
We gon' feast while they drool right now
Ain't no rules right now
I'm on cruise right now
Satin, silk the wood grain gripping
Rollin on these rags to riches
I Waze my path I sure won't miss it
Know I'm whipping
Know I'm skipping
All the detour routes
When I comeback
I'm rocking velour suites
How I jump back
I'm fixing my torn roots
Mo' roots
No fade
Mo suede, okay!

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