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Jack Harlow – I’d Do Anything To Make You Smile Lyrics

Jack Harlow – I’d Do Anything To Make You Smile Lyrics

(Yeah, check me out)
(Wait)

I’d do anything to make you smile, bitch
Travel ’round the world and come back home and now my style switched
They say I get spicy when I step out, this ain’t mild shit
I hit that last night and she already feel nostalgia
Five hunnid thousand
Just for me to hit my little dance, then I’m bouncing
You know that the bread keep coming, Golden Corral, bitch
You know that the head keep coming ’cause she’s a down, ooh

Nice dress but your birthday suit’s a better outfit
Mic check (Can you hear me now ’cause I just downed it?)
I’m Jack but I came up with the fucking fountain
My OG’s move a mountain, I’m cutting up like a Shaolin

I’m bouncing, I think I need some counseling
I’m bouncing, I think I need some— (Think I need some—)
I’m bouncing, I think I need some counseling
I’m bouncing, I think I need some— (I think I need some—)

I’d do anything to make you smile, bitch
Travel ’round the world and come back home and now my style switched
They say I get spicy when I step out, this ain’t mild shit
I hit that last night and she already feel nostalgia
Five hunnid thousand
Just for me to hit my little dance, then I’m bouncing
You know that the bread keep coming, Golden Corral, bitch
You know that the head keep coming ’cause she’s down—

I’ma fuck the earrings off of you
I’ma check my schedule and then clear it all for you
Look up at the ceiling, yeah, that mirrors all for you
Know I love them curves and how they veering off of you
I’ma grip that body power steering off of you
You know you a star, that’s why they cheering all for you
You my lil’ muse, get these lyrics all for you
And then I sing ’em like an Ed Sheeran song to you
‘Cause I love the shape of you, hmm, you, you, you
I mean the memory is nice but I would love a tape of you
You, you, you, you, you
I got so much that I want to say to you
I’d do anything to make you smile, bitch
Take you the Panamar Canal
Hotels five star like they play for Coach Cal
But they call me Young Pitino ’cause I’m good in both towns