Roc Marciano Deeper Lyrics

Reloaded Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Tek to a Mack
  • 2 Flash Gordon
  • 3 Not Told
  • 4 Pistolier
  • 5 Thugs Prayer, Part 2
  • 6 76
  • 7 We Ill
  • 8 Deeper
  • 9 Death Parade
  • 10 20 Guns
  • 11 Peru
  • 12 Thread Count
  • 13 Nine Spray
  • 14 Emeralds
  • 15 The Man
  • (CHORUS)
    Smooth shit, daddy, what you know about it?
    Pimp shit, what you know about it?
    So, What you know about it?

    Eight ball, corner pocket
    My hustle can’t knock it
    The game chop it, catastrophic
    I’m after the profit
    Pull out a salad out the stocking, it’s popping
    I popped in the cherry blossom
    Rocked the Locman in the cockpit
    You fronting like you hot shit
    Shake out, dress understated
    At the steak house
    Spaced out, deep in the game
    I pray I make it out
    Two bitches naked on the couch, crouch
    Gold Porsche, I’m a clothes horse
    Your boss thrown in a trough
    The blow’s soft, you throwing salt on pork
    You done prick em with the fork
    Dip em in the sauce
    Linen cloth, lay on the king
    Blessings to my offspring
    And sip the water from the spring
    It ain’t a thing
    Patent leather ski mask
    My feet past a g and a half
    Pull out the fast European cab
    Crab? Call it the cooler
    I’m basically a jeweler
    You trying to fool a consumer
    Cubic zirconia, I copped the colt in Mongolia
    I spoke harmonious at the podium

    (CHORUS)
    Smooth shit, daddy, what you know about it?
    Pimp shit, what you know about it?
    So, What you know about it?


    Twist a nino, my bitch like Ginger in casino
    Pink tuxedo, show machismo
    Clean your clock, soft toe Reebok
    Peacock move like a robot
    Stovetop, Stan Smither
    Rod Laver cock the hammer
    Sixteen in the clip, one in the chamber
    Sure footed
    The Porsche dashboards wooden
    Motherfuckers bite the bullet
    The six forty seats like pudding
    It’s the position I was put in
    My bitch arch her back
    I slip the wood in, can I kill it?
    Funkadelic, George Clinton
    Keep it pimping, more convincing
    Without the tension
    Mini mansion, Mr. Belvedere Benson
    Honey dip lit up a Winston
    Not to mention, expense is the prince’s
    pretentious, no pretend shit
    Tennis kicks, tinted lenses
    My thirst for the chips is tremendous
    It’s never ending, it’s a win-win
    Come again

    (CHORUS)
    Smooth shit, daddy, what you know about it?
    Pimp shit, what you know about it?
    So, What you know about it?

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