This is a song about "Pretty smile"

The wrong drink, the right work

Man i'm getting pretty tired

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

That pretty smile on your face, that's never fading

I'm really pretty i'm a singer

I never use a fork i always spoon her

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Polygamy when ur thirty seems pretty

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Making me smile (making me smile------) can't

I would do anything to see you smile.

Never can he mimic... maybe can admire

I seem to love these whips - a white

Way pretty on the outside

Take her on a long ride

A smile has something to hide