Organic Smiles

[Intro] Yeah (Who are these niggas?) Shit Shit be crazy as a mothafucka, baby For real You know this my happy place Damn Tryna change my ways, you know [Verse 1] (I been feeling like this for a minute) You just can't seem to pick the right one, huh? You get off at 5, I should come, huh? A veggie pizza, a movie and a back rub Why you looking like that? (smile) You know I love that pretty face, keep doin' it, baby You always make a nigga (smile) Even on my bad days, you forever my lady If I fell off tomorrow, you would still love me Traumatized by the game, so I'm still thuggin' This money keep a nigga sane but you my heart for real I'm lowkey, I gotta move smart for real If you see me in the club, it's a rare occasion I rather hang out in places that can make me paper Quick flight outta town, man it's off 11 Cook a nigga somethin' healthy, I'll be home at 7 What's happenin'? [Over Chorus] You know I love that smile Come here Witcho sexy ass Quit playin' wit me I don't wanna hear none of that Take all that shit off Yeah, I like that [Verse 2] Another night on the road, gotta bust another move Shit been cool, but lowkey I been thinkin' 'bout you You say everything smooth, but yo actions don't show it You need a nigga there 24/7 I know it I just wanna see you (smile) With that pretty ass face, keep doin' it baby You still make a nigga (smile) Baby, ain't shit changed, still driving me crazy What's happenin'? You lookin' hella nice today So sexy, make a nigga fly a kite today Just a Cartier bracelet, no ice today I'm going crazy, in the lab cooking these tapes Sometimes you just gotta (smile) My nigga, life ain't bad, we the ones that create it Elevate, gotta boss up, it is what it is I'm thinking one day in the future you can have my kids (I been feeling like this for a minute) Stop by the grocery store, grab something to eat Baby at the nail shop, they just doin' her feet Champagne complimentary, she keepin' it P You know I love it when you (smile) Body on fleek, got me ready to beat Benz on E, gotta run up the street You can pack a bag 'cause you comin' with me, for real [Over Chorus] Quit playin' Witcho sexy ass Know what I'm saying Off top But what it really do though? For real Aye aye aye, aye aye aye