Sinclair - With Eze Lyrics

Timeless
It's me!

As I took the long way home
A path you'll never know
I seen the girl with the
Thick thighs
She got the caramel, Vinilla
She wanna know what's my type
So I told her

Baby imma smooth operator
And I do it with eze
Anything you need
Baby, please believe me
I'mma smooth operator

Now I one to flex up
See and my niggas
We got next up, aye
See this vibes we erecting
No you couldn't get it from
Your local vendor, no
Bet you at home watching housewives
I see you off on the good wine
Send me a pic bed
With the flashlight
Send me a pic in bed
With ya fine ass
In that crib that you finance
I know you with your friends too
Tell em tio hop in if they feel left out
Feeling like I can't miss, no
Steph Curry with the wrist, aye
I don't need no assist
I don't need no permission
Peace up A town
You gotta love it
Shoutout future nigga shoutout thugga
And one time for bankroll
And all my niggas tryna make a bankroll
If you ain't talking cream
What you talking bout'
They be doing freebands in the dirty south
I just heard they got that nigga likko
They love you when you in like Rico, yeah
But they be gone quicker than
The cheese though
But I, pray to God I don't get popped
Chilling on the block by a dirty cop
Will it ever change man I don't know?

As I took the long way home
A path you'll never know
I seen the girl with the
Thick thighs
She got the caramel, Vinilla
She wanna know what's my type
So I told her

Baby imma smooth operator
And I do it with eze
Anything you need
Baby, please believe me
I'mma smooth operator

Imma smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator
Smooth operator

In the simplest terms babygurl
Me and you we just need to get away way
Diplomatic in my approach
The minute I saw you
I was yelling like aye, aye, aye
Don't if it's the way that your hips sway
If your heart is a target I wont take aim
I just do it for the genuine love of the game
No love lost, no love gained
And they say it don't cost a damn thang
Well it's obvious that someone lied
Check the price on that wedding ring
Girl you gotta be outta yo mind
Sides, ain't something I can do
Even if I had that type of loot
I be to busy tryna f*ck with your best friend
And ya best friend say I can't trust you
And you can't trust me cuz I already told you that
Wouldn't be doing much but holding you back
You thing it's a joke so you start to laugh
You can think what you want
Im stating nothing but facts
One, marlon Brando with the bic
I can get it lit
Got the bubbly on ice, give it time to sit
Two, know to be somewhat of a savage only thing I give is omg
Three, all the ways I'm breaking you down
You try to figure it out, but
When it's all said and done
Shawtay, I can put Sade out of business
Then turn around and hire her user my supervision
Me, her and a phone the ultimate love prism
Everybody got their own isms & skisms
Every phone call someone trying to get saved
But I ain't Superman, i ain't got supervision
I ain't got a cape
I don't do this for a living
It's a blessing & a curse to understand these women, like
They see potential in a nigga
Then forget about they own
Go figure, but you should question the mirror
But you busy doing makeup
Getting ready for the next nigga trying to get that pay up
All day, omg