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Smoove’L – Get Married Lyrics

Get Married Lyrics – Smoove’L

Oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh, oh-oh
(K.I.D)
Test through my trials and tribulations
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Slidin’ on the basics, through my trials and tribulations
My life is complicated, fake love I cannot take it (No, oh)
Cold-hearted nigga, wild [?] spark (Spark)
I be feelin’ like I live life like a Narc (Yeah, yeah)
And don’t be startin’ shit, my hitters quick to finish it (Baow)
I got on Dolce Gabbanna, get bread like Panera, they hate, they witness it (Yeah, yeah)
Shawty gon’ fall like [?] well that pussy got levels, they think she innocent
No I can never not settle for less, I pop out with the flyest shit (Yeah, yeah)

Baby, let’s go on a trip, fly from the trenches to Cali (Cali)
Make love in this bitch and get married (Married)
Please don’t send out the motherfuckin’ addy
For you I change all of my ways
I swear I ain’t the last me
We gon’ fuck from the front, while you look in my eyes
And you callin’ me daddy (Callin’ me daddy)

And I know you love the way that a nigga kick it
When I’m in your ribs, tell me do you feel it?
Up to expectations, swear that I’ma live it
I swear that I got ’em mad ’cause I’m the illest
Treat you like a kid, I’ma give you [?]
We shinin’ together, all through the day (Yeah, yeah)
I got my choice made up, no, I can never care what nobody say (No I can’t)
And when it’s that time, tell me will you ride?
I gotta get away, so I made you cry
I’m tryin’ so hard just to give you time
You be interferin’ when I’m makin’ rhymes
And I know you hate it when I’m never home
And I know you hate it when I’m on the road
This love story that we got can never be a secret, gotta be told

Baby, let’s go on a trip, fly from the trenches to Cali (Cali)
Make love in this bitch and get married (Married)
Please don’t send out the motherfuckin’ addy
For you I change all of my ways
I swear I ain’t the last me
We gon’ fuck from the front, while you look in my eyes
And you callin’ me daddy (Callin’ me daddy)

And you know that I’ll take you on couple missions
Let me show you baby how a nigga [?]
And fuck all these bitches, I always [?]
And the vibes from these niggas, I never feel ’em
I’ma show you the four, know that be the trenches
Never want you to feel any pain or feelings
Tryna make all this money go touch the ceilings
Got a [?] for her, anything I kill it
[?]
These bullets I throw, throw, throw
Fast-paced life, I can’t go slow
I’m on they ass, I hope they know
Watch how they fall, dominoes
She love the way my engine roar
[?] with a real nigga, watch how I’m gon’ ride off

Baby, let’s go on a trip, fly from the trenches to Cali (Let’s go)
Make love in this bitch and get married (Married)
Please don’t send out the motherfuckin’ addy (Don’t send out the addy)
For you I change all of my ways
I swear I ain’t the last me (I swear I ain’t the last me)
We gon’ fuck from the front, while you look in my eyes
And you callin’ me daddy (Callin’ me daddy)

Baby, let’s go on a trip, fly from the trenches to Cali, oh
Baby, let’s go on a trip, fly from the trenches to Cali