Newkleus, Rozz Dyliams - Smooth Oper8r lyrics

[Newkleus, Rozz Dyliams - Smooth Oper8r lyrics]

Pow imma knock ya lights out now
It’s the figure Franklin boy with
The sickest ever style so foul yo check me
A smooth operator operating correctly
Sin got me running round the track
Don’t know how to act
But, I can rap it as a matter of fact
I be sure to break the party out
Turn a halfway into a freaking party house
Now everybody bounce wow
Everybody knows bout Kyle
They probably seen the show when
The girls went wild rebound
Flow flames but my dick is so great
Like bitches go straight
Flames like we spitting Ghostface
We all about are creme
Like we whipping cocaine
But we switched this dope game
For our unknown fate
And when get the whole thang
To raise our kids an old age
Pick up your feet and chill out pow Pow
Like a shot from a 50 caliber
Or Tequila on the rocks
When your feet ain’t gonna stop
When the beat is gonna stop
There’s a reason while I’m hot
And I be up on the top
And I’m seasoned like LeBron
With the heat is how I rock
Leave you heaters come to box
And you’re leaving with a loss o-o-o oh
Don’t fuck with it if you ain’t the best b

(Beat Changes)

Aye Newk it’s Dylan Ross
You know couple days ago a
Thought popped into my head
You know most rappers don’t actually do
What they say they do and I got to thinking
Most rappers talk about selling crack right
But they act like they smoke crack too
Never get high on your own supply right?
I’m rolling big money folding
Motorola beeper on the hip and
The whip is stolen
Cold chilling til I’m frozen
And I got the game sewed up
From St claire to Oakland
And I’m from the back with a Mack
And imma start attacking bitches
When I get some lines up in me
I I commence to smacking bitches
And macking bitches
I’m stacking riches all the time
As I proceed to kick
Another funky funky rhyme
When I flow it out this is how I go about
Cause, I’m from another dimension that
You don’t know about chiefin on a fat sack
Pumping and clipping a tone joan
Separate the muscle from the bone and then
I send your funky ass home
And you motherfuckers know who it be
I’m a P I motherfucking M to the P
Never getting no sleep because I’m up toking
See a Lita why VR when I be up coasting

Yeah you know how I do man i uh
I get down on my fucking rock
Shit from time to time
My fucking indie rock minimalist
Post whatever shit but uh
You know I just had to kick
It on the motherfucking smooth tip
For my boy Newklues yknow
I represent volunteers
But in this case I’m representing Konspiracy
And with that being said
Konspiracy is definitely the fucking label
Young Fly getting money is
Definitely the fucking movement
Dylan Ross is definitely the brokest
Fucking rapper so buy Mint and I’m out
You’re welcome for the beat, Kyle

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