I'm Smoove

Pat Stay

Verse 1

Whoa, tah, yo, creep with me
Roll up on your bitch to have beef with me
Tap her from the side like an old TV screen
Now you scared to F like she boned Easy-E

Pat mother-(squeaky) Stay gets busy
All mother-(squeaky) day, eh
It's just in my DNA
If I was any more G, I would be an H

So comfortable, oh, wonderful
Flex in my dress shirt - boop, there the buttons go
That means I'm fucking swole
Excuse the technical difficulty, the mic froze

I put Scotia on the map
World champ baby, what you know about that
I let my shoulders roll back and just jam
I'm the motherfucking ma, whoa, snap

The prime minister, spine shiverer
The lines in fine literature
Raiden's finisher dog, I move thorough
With two arms at my torso like Goro

Can't trust a bitch with the up and down hormones
Don't know whether to get baptized or make a porno
I get my thing sucked, then maybe to cupa wardrobe
Then cut the bitch off like Kanye at award shows