Royal Clutch - Intro/.45 Smooth Lyrics

It's a motherf*cking smoke break for you and your clowns
And fly bitches who be holding it down

Get em like wow, steady freak em on the top of couch
It's no slouch give em beacons from the palm of the mouth it's all about

How, city niggas stay on top of the wave
We body-surfing with no purpose but to hop in your place
Excuse' moi, but y'all ain't got no options to take
Cape wrapped around my neck, soon as I spot me a safe

I light the place up some niggahz tend to see me, screw they face up,
I'm dollar coin shining with rhymers that blaze tapes up, stakes up,
Staking out the place don't chase us you dealing with niggahz that spit razors of wild flavors

If niggas want war, they can hold that
Receive toe tags
Cause niggas ain't keep their mouths off my ball-sack
Freaking it out
Digging it out
Blow the back out
She wiggin it out
Figured it out
Had her ass out

Sticking it now, but in a while bet we cash out
Couple stacks on me, in a minute these women back on me
Pass only when the cheese is being passed to me
Know 'bout being broke so I've chosen to keep the cast on me

So sit back motherf*cker, sip on some realness
Gold chain draped down to where my bitches can feel it
Dig that
Push your wig back
My bitch get your bitch wig snatched
And get your man cli-dapped
You better get back

Twist the fo cap and pull the brim down on the Knicks cap,
Check the stizash and pull the roach out for the chillax
I got the moves keep it flyer than ball hoops don't believe muthaf*cka
Come and see me in groups, I got you

From the boulevard through the parkway I know what you want and my niggahz
We feel the same, couple niggahz cleaner and fresher than dove soap recognize though
What you not though playa position like I got you
I got you
Nigga like I got you
I got you
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