Lyrics:
I'll be loving you
Smooth like butter
Just like candy
What you get when you mix me and you
Smooth like butter
Just like candy
What you get when you mix
plannin' my survival
In a three foot stack of vinyl
Since you had to walk outta here
I've been havin' a record year
I bet you thought before you left
to rumble
Mix em and cook em in a pot like gumbo
Goin off on a motherfucker like that
With a gat that's pointed at yo ass
So give it up smooth
Ain't no
stuck
Nowhere to duck, pull his file, n****z die
By gettin' blasted, how drastic
They got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I do
I got
Brook boy, you ain't bagged nothin', fuck outta there
Good weed, pretty girls in my whips
We be really in the mix
Cardboard boxes, say a prayer
Are you okay, Annie?
Annie, are you okay?
So, Annie, are you okay? Are you okay, Annie?
You've been hit by
You've been hit by
A smooth criminal
Shit outta luck, fucked and stuck with that rough shit
Fuck a pop song, fuck a video, fuck Arsenio, fuck the radio
Do you hear me though?
Give a holla
dot-dot dot dot
Alright (Alright)
She hit me back like 3 O'clock
[Chorus]
Is the way that you walk smooth (so sexy)
The way that You move oh
Girl I
a different night (night)
With you right by my side
You mix the color, color, color, color, see the future bright
This here mutual, it's not usual
When I'm
Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf
And my
Dark
And when it kicks in you can hardly talk
And by the sixth gin you're gon' probably crawl
And you'll be sick then and you'll probably barf
And my
doin', get-it get-it while you can
By the eighth, by the ounce, when it's gone I'ma bounce
It's the F-L-A-V, no if's or maybe's
You know what I do,
with Mattie that makes three
"I'm gonna miss you babe, you gonna miss me?"
Got loose 'cause the girl hadda big caboose
Hadda break down 'cause the girl
will do these things, I won't stop bitch
I like to go to the club mix and mingle
Nigga plays his dick like a 12 inch single
Yeah, so what you
Only believe in things that you see
Flow with the river, run with the tide
Mix with your brother, 'cause he's right by your side
Crack that mold
(Hey yo, Adam, what's up? This is Mix Master Mike, I'm calling from Sacramento, um
Ah, I've been wanting to hook up with you, um, maybe on some
the records and he's my protege
So check him out without a doubt and you will agree
He goes by the name of Cutmaster Cool V
Cut the funky records, for me
bleed
Run it up, run it up, really my speed
How to get lit, how to get rich
How to get fix, how to get mix
How you get shine? How you get bricks?
Why
I keep out of it
I keep out of it
Play it smooth
Too much to consider
I didn't ask you to, did I?
Two wi' one O or two spelt 'T-double-O?
Oh
I'm incredible I mix up shit like cake mix
Keep it blazin hot rhymes burn to keep you frost bit
MC's is assed out cause they lost it
Peep my
you can't toy with
The def jam juicer rough rhyme producer
Loads of lyrics get you loose, then looser
The man so smooth and world so rough
Eric is
three Phantoms pullin' up and I showed you
Mud in my drink, I got mud on my shoulder (on my shoulder)
Cookin' models up, poppin' bottles up
I'ma lose
I've been spinning in circles
Stuck in the state of contemplate
By the time that you hear this it will be too late
May not do a bit of good
But
superstar (you'll be my boo)
Superstar, baby, I'm your number one fan by far
Superstar (one, two, three, four)
Baby boy, listen to me now (so what's
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