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Smooth Criminal Video (MV)




Performed By: J-Stuy
Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: James Winns




J-Stuy - Smooth Criminal Lyrics
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Smooth criminal baby girl yea im feeling you
Let's get high way higher than a ceiling do
I'm into you like fab and Tamia boo
So anybody come around gotta see me too
I'm loko over you always got the tool to fix pussy niggas who violated and broke you
Down to pieces and i restored it
We got red flags but some how we ignored it
Gotta run the city you pretty you kinda witty girl
Hit her with the biggie no diddy yo she my city girl
I ain't with the 50 and 50 let me give you the world
Let me give you the world
Smooth criminal you and me
The Bonnie and Clyde of NYC
I came home said we grown baby girl we gotta eat
F*ck this 9-5 shit we about to run the street
She would hit licks with me I mean the shit is deep
Bag a nigga in the street and make him think he finna beat
I come through mask on Rob the nigga for his sneaks the watch and the gawp had him praying on his knees
And then we break out we on to the next
But this shit is kinda slow i need bigger checks
So we troop it in the snow up town to the x
Yeah she knew a spanish nigga who could be the connect
Now I'm whipping in the kitchen similar to a chef
And im always here for you even if i meet death
And i like your attitude baby girl you're the best
Baby girl you're the best
And i know that bless
I been through the storm before you
Hurricane winds won't harm you
I'll always be here feeling like no air whenever you ain't here
I know if the rain pour I'll guard you
I'll be your umbrella when it storms boo
I'll always be here feeling like no air whenever you ain't here
Smooth criminal you and me
We're like Tyrese and Megan good from waists deep
She's the ace in my hand i aint never feeling weak
Yeah its all about the chicken and the bread two piece
I just hope she never folds like crease in your jeans
I ain't stepping on her toes no crease in your sneaks
I ain't f*cking with these hoes you're the only freak i need
She got designer taste well I'm a panda in the street ugh
Scared money never make no money if we ever go broke we gone take yo money
And im feeling on her buns baby girl is my honey
Her ex man a joke Dave chapelle funny but
I ain't with the laugher
This is the after the math
Similar to a pastor the way I get cash
A flash pass to move faster through life
Never mask your emotions you know it ain't right
I been through the storm before you
Hurricane winds won't harm you
I'll always be here feeling like no air whenever you ain't here
I know if the rain pour I'll guard you
I'll be your umbrella when it storms boo
I'll always be here feeling like no air whenever you ain't here
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Smooth criminal baby girl yea im feeling you
Let's get high way higher than a ceiling do
I'm into you like fab and Tamia boo
So anybody come around gotta see me too
I'm loko over you always got the tool to fix pussy niggas who violated and broke you
Down to pieces and i restored it
We got red flags but some how we ignored it
Gotta run the city you pretty you kinda witty girl
Hit her with the biggie no diddy yo she my city girl
I ain't with the 50 and 50 let me give you the world
Let me give you the world
Smooth criminal you and me
The Bonnie and Clyde of NYC
I came home said we grown baby girl we gotta eat
F*ck this 9-5 shit we about to run the street
She would hit licks with me I mean the shit is deep
Bag a nigga in the street and make him think he finna beat
I come through mask on Rob the nigga for his sneaks the watch and the gawp had him praying on his knees
And then we break out we on to the next
But this shit is kinda slow i need bigger checks
So we troop it in the snow up town to the x
Yeah she knew a spanish nigga who could be the connect
Now I'm whipping in the kitchen similar to a chef
And im always here for you even if i meet death
And i like your attitude baby girl you're the best
Baby girl you're the best
And i know that bless
I been through the storm before you
Hurricane winds won't harm you
I'll always be here feeling like no air whenever you ain't here
I know if the rain pour I'll guard you
I'll be your umbrella when it storms boo
I'll always be here feeling like no air whenever you ain't here
Smooth criminal you and me
We're like Tyrese and Megan good from waists deep
She's the ace in my hand i aint never feeling weak
Yeah its all about the chicken and the bread two piece
I just hope she never folds like crease in your jeans
I ain't stepping on her toes no crease in your sneaks
I ain't f*cking with these hoes you're the only freak i need
She got designer taste well I'm a panda in the street ugh
Scared money never make no money if we ever go broke we gone take yo money
And im feeling on her buns baby girl is my honey
Her ex man a joke Dave chapelle funny but
I ain't with the laugher
This is the after the math
Similar to a pastor the way I get cash
A flash pass to move faster through life
Never mask your emotions you know it ain't right
I been through the storm before you
Hurricane winds won't harm you
I'll always be here feeling like no air whenever you ain't here
I know if the rain pour I'll guard you
I'll be your umbrella when it storms boo
I'll always be here feeling like no air whenever you ain't here
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Writer: James Winns
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