SMOKEY ROBINSON Lyrics

Baby hit my line

Say she meal prep for me

Headed down south

Bout to show that lil ass off

On the road longer

Than she gone spend time there

4am flight waking up to her body

Had a long night politicking

With the Slimeys

All of these invite only private type outtings

Butter herb chicken with the

Spinach parm pasta

Bad lil shawty whipping up like Naps

Need a sponsor

Traffic got me tweaking

I might go cop a driver

You know we stepping out this weekend

Hit up Luke to get a line up

All the best kept secrets of the city

Going viral

And the opps stop tweeting

When they know you got the fye

Told her baby dont cry like Smokey

If I air it out

I'm a real Southside nigga

I ain't gotta fake nothing

Don't be sharing location

When you chilling at the safe house

I ain't worried bout nothing when I'm laying with ya

Baby hit my line

Say she meal prep for me

Headed down south

Bout to show that lil ass off

On the road longer

Than she gone spend time there

4am flight waking up to her body

Had a long night politicking

With the Slimeys

All these invite only private type outtings

Butter herb chicken with the

Spinach parm pasta

Bad lil shawty whipping up like Naps

Need a sponsor

And these streets ain't safe nigga

You might get yo chain took
And I'm big speed racing

You would think i was in Nascar

And her feet stay painted really pretty

She a dancer

Nigga you can't fake the motion

Nigga You just gotta get some

I was down, but I got it all back

And I made some

I know real scamming niggas

Swiping cards and they take some

I got 007 shawties spying like James Bond

And my main chick whipping up shit like Michelin

Been on the road

Didn't even have time to eat

My shawty take care of me

Young Preach

Baby hit my line

Say she meal prep for me

Headed down south

Bout to show that lil ass off

On the road longer

Than she gone spend time there

4am flight waking up to her body

Had a long night politicking

with the Slimeys

All of these invite only private type outtings

Butter herb chicken with the

Spinach parm pasta

Bad lil shawty whipping up like Naps

Need a sponsor

Told baby don't cry like Smokey

If I air it out