Scrilla Vic - Smooth Get Worked Lyrics
C’mon y’all, let’s smooth get worked.C’mon y’all, get workedSmokin’, drankin’, purpWho cares which comes 1stLet’s all smooth get workedJust like a flame I gets fly in this jointYou don’t know the half, girl. My stash can last.First you lick it up, fire it up, suck it up,Come and light my fire and let’s burn it upI won’t beat around the bush, let’s blow trees in the breezeAnd feel the effect of my Buddha dialectPrincess Lea type, thinkin’ I’mma slay herThicker than a snicker and the pools of LabreaWith marijuana or a little ganjaI want her to smoke what’s gonna last longerIf she’s got charcoal on her grill to start a barbecueI don’t matter, Mary Jane will put me in the mood.Other dudes think I’m lame cuz we’re downBut if they front, I’ll crack their grill like a fat philly bluntSo if you blast off and the vibe is sky highI’m rollin’ like a tumbleweed with you up in my ride.C’mon y’all, get workedSmokin’, drankin’, purpWho cares which comes 1stLet’s all smooth get workedC’mon y’all, get workedSmokin’, drankin’, purpWho cares which comes 1stLet’s all smooth get workedThere’s liquid gold cold sittin’ on the wallI take one down, and pass it around for all y’allNo tearin’ any labels to find I’ll get mineI’m inclined to recline when the moonshinesOnce faded from a strange brew – spinnin’ like a whirlwindBut I wasn’t earlin’ and then came girlfriendA freaka – nothin’ could be sweetaTook me to her crib and showed me some upside down MargaritaThe buzz was right from some CognacI saw her lips smack all around my six packWe got blitzed, smashed, & went wild outKnocked the house off the hinges - popped the tiles outWhenever V is at the spot, Margarita wants proofI have the juice to have her spinnin’ and rattle her fillin’sSo I downed her real smooth ‘til she soundly sleptCuz jimmy had more than a ripplin’ effectLet’s go!C’mon y’all, get workedSmokin’, drankin’, purpWho cares which comes 1stLet’s all smooth get workedC’mon y’all, get workedSmokin’, drankin’, purpWho cares which comes 1stLet’s all smooth get workedYou and your friend can get with this songHit that bong and do it all night long Chronic bass, sticky icky taste,Slow dro vocals, patron with a chaseGoose that’s grey, AlizehGrand marnier, gin from Bombay,Couvoisier, Hennessey…Man I’m tore up!Now this is fo’ any foe that tries to slow my rollHere’s a toast. You’ll get got.Straight to the head like a double shotThat’ll hit the spot, like a bottle of bubblyCristal & Moe and I’m livin’ lovely Now walk a straight line out by the docksDon’t know the ledge then your on the rocksI’ll throw one back cuz in a match I’ll pound you.Drink to your health after I down you.Burnouts are thrown in a rock quarryIf they can’t hold your own then they betta worryCuz if you don’t hurry and change what I’m tastin’I’m comin’ wit some grass roots mobilizationDopes can’t cope with what I say soThey lay low like rollin’ with a sack of yayoSo, when I spark this I’ll puff and passAlways showin’ love to my buds & fam.
