Dirty Table by Smocc Loc Lyrics
[Hook: Smocc Loc]
I got a dirty table, clean white tee
Bitch I'm over the stove, and I'm doing me
They call me Smocc Loc, I'm down with G.G.C
Shout out to Bonafide, blue carpet bitch that's the team
I got a dirty table, clean white tee
Bitch I'm over the stove, and I'm doing me
They call me Smocc Loc, I'm down with G.G.C
Shout out to Bonafide, blue carpet bitch that's the team
[Verse 1: Smocc Loc]
Pull up with a space ship
Leave with an alien
All my niggas on that block
Sellin' that Mexican
I'm a hot spitter
Hot fire, your girl is like burning lava
I'm bout to blow up, Hennessy I never throw up
This what I'm born to do, watch niggas in your circle cause they will be on to you
Conversations always startin' like "who you talkin to?"
Real recognize real so watch what you walk into
Niggas got bear traps out trying to [put a fuck in you?]
What would you rather have, the gun or the hulk on you?
Rather have a gun cause one bullet takin' all of you
If God say it's up to me my niggas say what's up with you
Put you in that fine box when niggas love the toastin'
Money on my mind, pussy in my pocket
When you see her she lookin' inside of my wallet
Never finished school but your boy finished college
And how I did that? By feeding you this knowledge
[Hook: Smocc Loc]
I got a dirty table, clean white tee
Bitch I'm over the stove, and I'm doing me
They call me Smocc Loc, I'm down with G.G.C
Shout out to Bonafide, blue carpet bitch that's the team
I got a dirty table, clean white tee
Bitch I'm over the stove, and I'm doing me
They call me Smocc Loc, I'm down with G.G.C
Shout out to Bonafide, blue carpet bitch that's the team
[Verse 2: Bonafide Star]
Go catch me cookin', fresh in my white tee
Yo bitch is yo bitch and you call her wifey
My swag outrageous, they gon' indict me
Catch me on [next thing?]
Snitchin'? Not likely
Bon star is my name
Niggas don't like me
Come to these bars, like pitbulls they bite me
Pussy ass niggas better not fight me
You be on that flat line [?]
I'm on my job like I'm living in the work room
Smoke in the kitchen cookin' that's the work room
Pussy niggas I'm sprayin' like perfume
[?]
I got a dirty table, clean white tee
Bitch I'm over the stove, and I'm doing me
They call me Smocc Loc, I'm down with G.G.C
Shout out to Bonafide, blue carpet bitch that's the team
I got a dirty table, clean white tee
Bitch I'm over the stove, and I'm doing me
They call me Smocc Loc, I'm down with G.G.C
Shout out to Bonafide, blue carpet bitch that's the team
[Verse 1: Smocc Loc]
Pull up with a space ship
Leave with an alien
All my niggas on that block
Sellin' that Mexican
I'm a hot spitter
Hot fire, your girl is like burning lava
I'm bout to blow up, Hennessy I never throw up
This what I'm born to do, watch niggas in your circle cause they will be on to you
Conversations always startin' like "who you talkin to?"
Real recognize real so watch what you walk into
Niggas got bear traps out trying to [put a fuck in you?]
What would you rather have, the gun or the hulk on you?
Rather have a gun cause one bullet takin' all of you
If God say it's up to me my niggas say what's up with you
Put you in that fine box when niggas love the toastin'
Money on my mind, pussy in my pocket
When you see her she lookin' inside of my wallet
Never finished school but your boy finished college
And how I did that? By feeding you this knowledge
[Hook: Smocc Loc]
I got a dirty table, clean white tee
Bitch I'm over the stove, and I'm doing me
They call me Smocc Loc, I'm down with G.G.C
Shout out to Bonafide, blue carpet bitch that's the team
I got a dirty table, clean white tee
Bitch I'm over the stove, and I'm doing me
They call me Smocc Loc, I'm down with G.G.C
Shout out to Bonafide, blue carpet bitch that's the team
[Verse 2: Bonafide Star]
Go catch me cookin', fresh in my white tee
Yo bitch is yo bitch and you call her wifey
My swag outrageous, they gon' indict me
Catch me on [next thing?]
Snitchin'? Not likely
Bon star is my name
Niggas don't like me
Come to these bars, like pitbulls they bite me
Pussy ass niggas better not fight me
You be on that flat line [?]
I'm on my job like I'm living in the work room
Smoke in the kitchen cookin' that's the work room
Pussy niggas I'm sprayin' like perfume
[?]