Settle Down, Pt.2
Baby Smoove
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02:43
Song Introduction
"Settle Down, Pt.2" by Baby Smoove continues the artist's exploration of smooth R&B and neo-soul sounds. Building on the foundations of its predecessor, this track features rich instrumentation and heartfelt lyrics that delve into themes of love and introspection. Baby Smoove's distinctive vocal delivery brings a deep emotional resonance to the song, making it a favorite among fans who appreciate his authentic and soulful musical style. The production is polished, blending contemporary rhythms with classic soul elements, solidifying Baby Smoove's position in the modern music landscape.
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Lyric
(Meech)
Too much drip on a nigga, I gotta settle down
Lil' baby wanna see me, but I'm outta town
♪
I'm so fucking rich, I'm a young rich bastard
You could give your last to these niggas (Meech)
You could give your last to these niggas, they don't appreciate it
High as hell with my niggas, we might go to Vegas
He think he get a free verse, we on different stages
I got a lot more to gain, shit, they think I made it
Shit, I think it's 2K, I'm my favorite player
If he playing with my name, they'll shoot the mayor
I'm making hundreds back-to-back like how you hit a snare
One-sixty in a 'Vette, I ain't never cared
Everyday I wear Amiris, know this shit for real
No, I'm really independent, I ain't got a deal
Nigga leaking information, get the whole field
Send hits, and make 'em while I'm drinking seals
My pink toe give me head just for Emmett Till
He don't really love drank, I can look and tell
I got Off-White and Bose coming in the mail
All my cars really fast, I'll make 'em yell
Plenty pairs of Diors, I can really share
You a slab, what you saying, we don't really care
Real VVS shit, it make you stare
Yeah, I got a lot of guns but just twenty here
We be eating gourmet, you were never there
This car give me a massage while we sitting here
I got shit with the tags I still ain't wear
I'll block the ho quick if she act weird
I heard you got fake exotic, yeah, the boof pack
You the type to ride around with your boo strap
We'll really drop a eight now and take a nap
You the type to take a picture, then take it back
My bitch bad, not her, but the other one
That run don't impress me, have another one
These niggas' sauce burnt out, I can give 'em some
When your car broke down, I can give you one
She gon' really catch it all when she need to
She gon' really catch it all, but she agreed to
I'm rich as hell, why the fuck you think I need you?
Every time I'm buying pints, I'ma need two
♪
I'm so fucking rich, I'm a young rich bastard
Pull up with that, make 'em all go faster
♪
(Meech)