Smino - Spitshine lyrics
Smino [Christopher Smith Jr.] St. Louis, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Smino - Spitshine lyrics]
I pour the Hen all the time
She say she rather do wine
I say it's grapes either way
Plus I heard about you through the grapevine
Yeah i'm hardly ever alone
More lonely than ever before
I need a reason to coo
Plus I got this Riesling on cool, ice
Ydayadayadayadayada
(Oh) You know you the only one
That got that spick and span
That clean me up, I pick you up
I pick you, gimme that spit'shine
Okay, I sprayed the cologne
Blew down some trees on the way
I heard you got that typhoon
Guess we quite alike keep you up all night
She took the ring off her hand
I took the ring off my phone
Jumped in the ring, round two
Knocked my lights out fast
'Fore them headlights flash
Uh oh, I gotta dash
I, I, I gotta grab a lot of cash
Before I mmm my bad you
Know ol' dude gon' fume
I hear the g-g-ga-g-gas
Woo, my bad, don't gag
Although it's cute that you
Choosin' me over breathin'
See you a week from this evening
We usually keep it so briefly
Reach for my briefs, CPR
That mouth to mouth recessitation
Make it clap, crowd participation
You know the play already like Madea in it
Each and every time that we up in it
No fatigue, no weakness, only strength
Yadayadayadayadayaaa
You know you the only one who
Got that spick and span
That clean me up, I pick you up
I pick you, gimme that spit'shine
Later on I disappear, I vamos, scram o scram
Out the jam, I'll hit ya, hit ya, hit ya
When I when I need that spit'shine
And it could be a hunnit days
'Fore you see me i need that memory
Alopecia, toss me the scalp, bae
Pledge allegiance, hands on ya chest
Right on ya desk, that homework
That grown work but lay on my knee
I brought you a gift, bae
South Pole, I'm Santa Chris lady
Ice cold, hope I don't forget ya name
Blame the smoke blaze like a chimney