Inside Of The Groove Lyrics - Top Of The Line - Rittz

Ain't I so smooth 

I know that you like the way I move 

When the clock strikes two 

I'm gon' have you inside of the groove 

Inside of the groove 

Tatted up with my jewelry on, my shoes looking so brand new 

Stunting like mom and pop, matching all my clothes 

Think I'm broke cause I don't [?] 

And I so can't lose 

My team stay winnin' we can have any girl we can choose 

We in the ATL but 

We be partying like we in Cancun 

Double shots of the Avion with no lime to chase 

Bout to wipe the slate clean and ride the wave 

I gotta diamond bracelet, designer shades 

Suede retro nines, look behind the drapes 

When neighbors sleep we was geeked up wide awake 

We making money when the clock strikes two 

And the kids say Rittz I wish I was like you, ooh 

Ain't I so smooth, Yeah 

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Ain't I so smooth 

I know that you like the way I move 

When the clock strikes two 

I'm gon' have you inside of the groove 

Pullin' up in my slab 

I'm the man with the mac 

I don't rap, I trap 

But I look like I rap 

Me and good dudes cool 

Me and dudes ain't 

I play by the rules 

A fuck boy I ain't 

I ain't into no sucker shit 

Gettin' money is all that I'm familiar with 

Diamond clusters all on my fist 

Rolex watch cost 46, thousand 

Used to be broke, now I'm a cash cow 

I'm a plug, got the juug in my pack now 

I got love in my head smokin' black and mild 

Bitch motherfucker I'm smooth 

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Ain't I so smooth 

I know that you like the way I move 

When the clock strikes two 

I'm gon' have you inside of the groove 

I made a bunch of mil, I'm about to celebrate 

I prolly should be rockin' somethin' tailor made 

They wishin' I would stop but I accelerate 

I got a bottle and some molly in the cellophane 

Some purple liquid in my cup, no Welch's grape 

I got a couple more notches in my belt to make 

I gave that bitch my number 

I ain't sittin' around waitin' for my cell to ring 

And this a lost cause 

Our squad 

Messin' up the room leavin' drawers, bras 

Layin' on the floor, leaving' bars, straws 

Layin' on the table like a vase, ya'll 

Lookin' at me like you seen a star 

When I pull up my car everybody like whooo! 

Rittz up in this bitch and I'm like true 

Ain't I so smooth 

I know that you like the way I move 

When the clock strikes two 

I'm gon' have you inside of the groove