Smooth Criminal Lyrics by Lay Bankz
Maybe it’s my lifestyle
That got em addicted this 40 inch weave split ends, now the lights off, wow
Most these nigga never seen no bitch like me
Make a nigga wanna tie down tie down
This itty bitty body, make em wanna try me
He send me signs like I don’t know
Oh hell no, he can’t
Maybe it’s my lifestyle, lifestyle that make all these niggas wanna be with me
Many man wan wife ya den pon mi ah plant seed grab di gun gun pipe down
Mr. smooth criminal
Shot di club up too cynical
Mr. Unforgettable, shit too good, but I gotta get rid of you
Make me tear these clothes off
Then he looked me in the eye
Told I could get comfortable
Then he moved my panties to the side
If he was to trap me, how would I know
Sneaky neaky
It was easy
He got in me
Tryna keep me
Couldn’t decide how this was gon’ go
Soon as he left, he called his friends to gloat
Low down bottom of the barral ass nigga
Type to keep the camera tucked
Weird ass nigga
You don’t even know how it feel lil’ nigga
You too selfie it’s a bigger picture
I get you cropped out I’m not cordigal
Momma always told me that these niggas can’t afford you
Can’t raise no man, I can’t mature you
Get what he want and they try to dispose of you
Maybe it’s my lifestyle, lifestyle that make all these niggas wanna be with me
Many man wan wife ya den pon mi ah plant seed grab di gun gun pipe down
Mr. smooth criminal
Shot di club up too cynical
Mr. Unforgettable, shit too good
But I gotta get rid of you
Mister, Mister, woah
Mister, Mister, woah
Yeah I can’t fall
Mister, Mister, woah
Ya I can’t fall
Ya I can’t fall
For mister Smooth Criminal
