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- Dre Dog (Andre Nickatina) & Equipto - Y-U-Smilin' Lyrics
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- [Andre Nickatina]
- Man I'm F-I double L-M-O-E
- I'm like Seabiscuit baby you can bet on me
- I like Ben Franklin on bills
- With cold c-notes on hotdays I chills
- I don't know why they grinnin, them suckas ain't winnin
- I can tell you this right from the beginnin
- Baby, real rap cat in the flesh
- I don't go to jail, I get house arrest, word life
- In Cadillac I bring ya back
- Man, on my birth certificate it says, "Born to rap"
- And I'ma holla at you to get you goin
- Orange Man, ball out like I'm Billy Owens
- If you ain't knowin, I flip the script then dip the 'Dolph
- Man, homie you can take a loss but I'm flip the cost
- And like butter pancakes on the grill
- With cold c-notes on hotdays I chill
- You can see my greedy nature baby from a mile away
- It's like Vegas baby even if ya in the Bay
- You put this cold game down on a diva
- A Quarterback lookin for a brand new reciever
- Hut-hut, I break it down and roll it up
- I like the rubberband do' before I fold it up
- It's still lane enough, I gotta ride it tough
- Because I'm lookin for another horse to saddle up
- Man I spit it til you get it and ya had enough
- And when you wake up there I am with the blunt, like what
- [Equipto]
- Let the real game carry on
- I boss to call shots like Harry O.
- And mad, cause I end up in your stereo
- And she, sing along to every song
- I got game by the six pack
- Gift wrap ya up and sent rip back
- Pimp taps and cut, mo' mileage, strike in the piggybacks
- Gimme that weed quick when he let me rap
- Any whack track I'm a monster
- Ain't hard to find you can see me in my concert
- Lean back posture, the game like a joy to me
- I'm royalty, I threw away my royalties
- I'm too cool like a silk through roof
- With no radio play I'm still full proof
- I live out the booth, see I don't need groupie flukies
- Go bad on a choosey Susie
- I rap in the back of the club with the Yak and the blunts
- 'Posed to make a toast with macks and thugs
- And no love is the model, many ya live by
- Huh, it's all there when I get high
- Buckle up, sit tight full contact is a fist fight
- Real deal get spilled by the rib tide
- Why scream like seen through a fish eye
- Good luck gettin this fly, bitch try
- [Andre Nickatina]
- It's like a roller coaster ride that you could ride again
- I turn back like Picaso with a powerful pin
- I don't know why the grinnin, man them suckas ain't winnin
- I can tell you this right from the beginnin
- Cause it's how many licks to the lillipop
- I cop two pairs the first day the Jordan drop
- I let my style run wild like the wind
- Ride it like a surfboard all in the Benz
- You can see my concentration baby when I roll the blunt
- You keep starin I'ma spit about this game and stuff
- I gotta put you in the mix right now
- Quicker than a fresh young thorough Greyhound
- Man I sport leather like a NBA basketball
- I'm a hog, I could never ever pass to ya'll
- I got it goin on, freak what you hoin on?
- Man get the money movin baby we can blow a zone
- Because its cats tryin to copy like Kinko's
- My suits stay creased you'll never see wrinkles
- Me and my comrades are just like the fashion parade
- And never men wear houses only tailor made
- I like to put a spin on it like a bowling ball
- A rollin ya'll, the synphony is loaded ya'll
- I spin it back to back man like a hit contract
- I'm poppin that for that, you better get that scrap
- Cause I rise outta bed like a cobra
- Arch my back homie lift my shoulders
- Play it like it's craps God, tell the freak to roll again
- Shit, now she feelin like she born again, it's live
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