Lyrics:
Local is lekker
Maja dubai after robot
Malum oparator re kgopela Go vaya le wena
Malum operator re kgopela Go vaya le wena
After robot re ggopela go
operator
Now I one to flex up
See and my niggas
We got next up, aye
See this vibes we erecting
No you couldn't get it from
Your local vendor, no
Bet
Spoken
"Hello, Operator, give me room 321, please, thank you Hello, Noble Lumpkin? This here is the illustrious Potentate. I said it's the illustrious
He's just shopping at my local dairy
But hey, that's just a theory!
V-Bucks everyday
I press launch and then I play
I whip then I nae nae
You are pretty
Ima a
Smooth operator
Blud
Ur bae a
Brilliant fornicator
But That’s okay tho
I rate her
Visual demonstrater
Her perogative
Ok ca
I be still tryna
It’s been one step forward and two steps back
I’ve taken to hiding in the tool shack
And the crane operator is up there fast asleep Wake up!
a nickel
Wacka wacka doo-doo yeah
Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true
Because the very next day, a local
I am the message center
Local and direct
Room to room, an operator
No calls today, dear, they'll just have to wait, dear
I call and I collect
So
talking resumed and all.
A, ah, I said: from now on, pal, I must stick to my local calls!
Now, a few weeks passed, and I would just guess – y-you know
at my aunts pad
Cooking up two streets down tryna get it to jump back
I got a homie to front that
He found out I could rap was always talking the launch
My dad was local news reporter
Doing interviews on a little tape recorder
We'd drive rolls of film all the way in to town
Pictures of people doing
(Left speaker, Right speaker)
Papa Papa romeo Oscar
Oscar Sierra foxtrot
(POS literally a piece of shit
Caught masturbating in a local bathroom
All
pogo
Local to big time sell out arean's
If a bitch showin' racks den I hit it Serena
Which one is that is that Tina or Nina
Nah niggas that Gina and Lena
these people
At the end of every working day
Down at the local bar
Or maybe hanging out in some dark café
Down on the waterfront
As the big grey
a faster car
- From nowhere in no time, I' ve come so far
I' m everywhere catch me proping up your local bar
Or tryin' to lower your local golf club par
I' m
Where we launch our attack for the battle of the soul
Where we never have to be broey or chummy
It's amazing what you do when the goal isn't money
They're
Distillery alcohol for the brain
So check it out, smoke fills the area
Drunk as fuck, launch off the aircraft carrier
Your vision blurred eyes start to blink
be riding, boy, is the one wearing your shoes
Now they've heard it through the walls of telephone operators
And I found out from someone else, he
card and I'll chop it out
Her heart was beating uncontrollably she dialed 911
And told the operator sorry I pocket dialed
I told her to walk it out
Oh you're the local rapper
Oh you're the smoker rapper
Oh you're the rapper in the rafters steady quoting NASA
That half-a-runaway or half-a-Master
Smooth operator
With a hint of island flavor
Hailing from the west indies
I get em hype like major
Started out this duo
When we just was tenth
Operators are standing by
Boogie
Boogie in the mornin'
Boogie at night
Boogie in the afternoon
Until you get it right
It's Cousin Joe's Special Sauce
This is the ultimate in team competition
And so much so
I strongly suggest you pick up
The blower right now
Get on the phone and contact
Your local cable
of a Smooth Operator
Catch a vibe, so yall can tell em all about it later/
Living a dream
That's what the gods did/
Gold on my neck
Like a decedent/
Of Mansa
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