Artist ： black rob

Songs Title ： smile in ya face

They smile in ya face but they ain't lovin you

Turn your back they tryin to break your J-A-W

Who a n***a on the run eatin P O W s

Strapped with arrows and the chrome b-o-w

It's no act yo no

This chick can keep my d**k between her cheek and gums like tobacco

On the F D R doin like 90 a pop

F**k five-0 niggaz too grimey to stop

All we came to do was tear up the spot

Think we care if you you you roll behind us or not

I'm the one man army the one hand on the tommy

If you standing next to me one hand on your mommy

Your arms too short to box with Rob

Swipe your face like the Bad Boy corporate card

A lotta shit I do is off the hard

And I be like shhh thats why the Feds dont wanna talk to Rob

Yall had to go force the god naw I ain't got nothin to prove

Ain't gotta carry the two see my daddy told me bury them fools

And remember this rule: don't f**k with niggaz that ain't f**kin with you

So when you're home with nothin to do

Just get comfortable cause they ain't doin nothin to you

And they can take it like they wanna take it I ain't just a rapper

Certified Harlem knight Mister Will-Bust-A-Cap-er

Heyyo one two three to get to them you got to get through me

And its the Bad Boy family tree like I said we gonna do this shit nonstop

And my sole purpose is makin you dance

Ladies scream ＂ Blackie Blackie gimme one more chance ＂

Now she backstage hand in my pants

I been tryin to tell myself I gotta stop f**kin my fans

Like Mi-chelle uh my belle

Sucked my d**k so well I took her on tour b***h was so raw

Nice tits fat boomty ak y'know what I'm sayin

Passed it off to Puff and Loon wit no delayin

The average n***a walk around here sad

Get the chronic now he honest he gon' bust that ass

Get home she ain't there b***h musta mashed

And she caught you for furs and your jewels and cash

Shoulda known it

Me I could never condone it

Bum b***h walk around my shit like she own it

She got some b***h niggaz involoved they be in cars

That used to shoot dice in back of the m rob

All praise due to them papers got me watchin my neighbors

If I dont know you do me no favors

And thats comin from the horses mouth reppin east west and south

n***a front we airin him out

Old timer said ＂ Don't leave the label 'til you're paid

And hold yours down from the cradle to the grave ＂

Sharp as the cut the barber gave you with the shave

Handgun but you harder wit the gauge

So go ahead front for us we savage

It's war consider this collateral damage

And we even did some joints in spanish

We control the entire zone and punks sayin bi amon

That explains why I'm not home

That explains why I'm low in videos I'm not shown