Smoov-E: 173 lyrics
1-7-3
Goin\' in the ride with Hank B.
Goin\' off that danky, others call it stanky
It\'s d from Randy, do you understand me
Back in the times, you sell dimes
Cuttin\' out from Analy
1-7-3
Goin\' in the ride with Hank B.
Used to want Candy, but see she can\'t stand me
Hand me
This sony phone so I can get real
\'Nother sneak-a-freak
A little broad that we can call
From Pleasant Hill
I know hella hoes
That want to fuck with E
Getchu\' off in the ride
Try to get inside
With the dirty D
I was only seventeen, seventeen
Used to drink St. Knotts, Cisco, Bombay
And gettin\' keyed off the old E
Now start to get real
Feelin\' how many hoes like a pill
Gettin\' blowing jobs
while my hands on the fuckin\' steering wheel
Used to do dirt
Stealin\' weed, stealin\' car keys
Credit cards that\'s quality
A double dick in girls in the dark room
With no way to see
A northbay sharkin\'
Smokin\' blunts while we\'re parkin\'
Trying to stay away from these skinless bitches
That\'ll do you in like Phil Hartman
I\'ve got these groupies, that love \"E\"
And blow him kisses
And haters who lose they mind when I rhyme
Want to see me sleep with the fishes
1-7-3
Goin\' in the ride with Hank B.
Goin\' off that danky, others call it stanky
It\'s d from Randy, do you understand me
Back in the times, you sell dimes
Cuttin\' out from Analy
1-7-3
Goin\' in the ride with Hank B.
Used to want Candy, but see she can\'t stand me
Hand me
This sony phone so I can get real
\'Nother sneak-a-freak
A little broad that we can call
From Pleasant Hill
I’m in the house, in the hot tub
Goin’ off that good love
It’s good blood with new
Hoes giving Smoov a backrub
Lovin’ hearing them speakers pumpin’
Lovin’ seeing my boys dumpin’
It’s 12 o’clock, I’mma watch and lets just see
If I can get into something
I hang with Hank and hoes that smell like a fish tank
I roll the dank and smoke until my minds blank
Got a girl on the phone
Ask her what she’s got to say
Fuck it I don’t care, just make sure you stanky ass
Bring the Lysol spray
With the air fresheners
Incense, breath mints, and all that
It’s when me and my crew are done with you
You’ll smell like a hoodrat
Slap these girls don’t call me Rod Dick Darrell
But I only come around once a year
Just like a Christmas Carol
Or Pharaoh
We goes with lazy like biscuits and gravy
Eyes red all dead and vision lookin’ kinda hazy
That bitch better pay me
Some hoes don’t get it for free
Like make most these skanks throw down on the tele
Like Kelly, Lisa
Or the other one Tamara
Drive by the store
Pick up some film for my Polaroid camera
Amanda
Ask you how many others you can bring
And wake up early and commence
To write these four stories like Stephen King
1-7-3
Goin\' in the ride with Hank B.
Goin\' off that danky, others call it stanky
It\'s d from Randy, do you understand me
Back in the times, you sell dimes
Cuttin\' out from Analy
1-7-3
Goin\' in the ride with Hank B.
Used to want Candy, but see she can\'t stand me
Hand me
This sony phone so I can get real
\'Nother sneak-a-freak
A little broad that we can call
From Pleasant Hill
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Thanks to (Drew Perkins) for correcting these lyrics. Mar 4, 2008
