Lyrics
SMOOTH BUT CHEESY
● Hip-Hop / Rap
Certified player. Terrible lines. Zero self-awareness.
About This Song
Smooth but Cheesy is a track about a self-proclaimed player armed with the world’s worst pickup lines and an unshakable belief that every rejection is actually a win. Packed with recycled chat-up lines, pure delusion, and zero self-awareness, it’s the official soundtrack for anyone who’s ever watched a guy crash and burn while somehow still thinking he’s the main character.
Official Lyrics
SMOOTH BUT CHEESY
Yeah…
Some men got looks.
Some men got money.
Me?
I got game.
Highly advanced game.
Take notes.
I’m smooth but cheesy, certified slick
Every line I drop is a guaranteed hit
Walk in confident, never hesitate
By the time I say hello, she already know it’s fate
Smooth but cheesy, game on lock
Got lines so cold make the whole room stop
I don’t chase love, love comes to see me
Natural-born player—smooth but cheesy
Walked up and said, “Girl, did it hurt?”
She said, “Did what hurt?”
I said, “Landing on Earth”
She rolled her eyes—I know what that means
Overwhelmed by charm, trying not to make a scene
Said, “You got a Band-Aid? I scraped my knee
Falling for you when you looked at me”
She said, “Oh my God”
I said, “Take your time”
Sometimes greatness hits hard on a party chat line
Asked, “You believe in fate? ’Cause here I am”
She looked away—I know she’s impressed with the man
“Are you a camera? Every time I see ya
I automatically smile”
Yeah. That one’s undefeated.
I’m smooth but cheesy, certified slick
Every line I drop is a guaranteed hit
Walk in confident, never hesitate
By the time I say hello, she already know it’s fate
Smooth but cheesy, game on lock
Got lines so cold make the whole room stop
I don’t chase love, love comes to see me
Natural-born player—smooth but cheesy
I said, “Are you tired? ’Cause you’ve been on my mind”
She said, “You don’t even know me”
I said, “Not yet—give it time”
That’s called confidence, fellas, memorize the technique
Eye contact strong, little eyebrow when you speak
“Are you a magician? ’Cause everybody disappeared”
She said, “They actually left”
Exactly what I feared
Too much chemistry makes other people uncomfortable
That’s why when I enter, the room gets less functional
Said, “You must be a parking ticket—looking mighty fine”
She said, “That was terrible”
I said, “You’ll remember that line”
That’s the secret to game—you plant the seed
Give her something memorable, then casually leave
Well…
Not immediately leave.
Get the number first.
Coffee shop queen sitting reading a book
I walked by twice practicing the Blue Steel look
Said, “Excuse me, is your name Google by chance?
’Cause you got everything I’ve been searching for, ma’am”
She said, “Seriously?”
I said, “There’s more where that came from”
Pulled out my phone—
Notes app: Pickup Lines, Volume One
“Are you a loan? ’Cause you got my interest”
She said, “What’s your credit?”
I said, “That’s not your business”
“Are you French? ’Cause Eiffel for you”
She covered her face
I said, “That’s what the good ones do”
Said, “Are you a campfire? ’Cause baby, you’re hot
And looking at you, I definitely want s’more”
She just stared
I gave her a wink
Sometimes the strongest lines need a second to sink
Then I dropped the science—advanced technique:
“Copper and tellurium describe you to a T…
Copper is C-U…
Tellurium is T-E…
Spell it out, baby—you’re C-U-T-E.”
She said, “Did you seriously just spell ‘cute’?”
I said, “Chemistry, baby—scientifically smooth”
Brains and romance, yeah, I’m dangerous with both
Periodic-table player—I’m the G, O, A., T,
Some dudes buy drinks, some dudes flex cars
I walk in armed with metaphors
You can keep diamonds, roses, and Bentleys
I got fifteen lines memorized alphabetically
“Do you believe in love at first sight
Or should I walk by again?”
She said, “Goodnight.”
I said, “Sweet… I’ll be in your dreams tonight.”
Persistence with confidence—
That’s professional-level charm
Said, “Your hand looks heavy, can I hold it for you?”
She yanked it back like I was a threat
I said, “That’s fine… playing hard to get”
Five minutes later she’s still thinking about me, I bet
“You got a name, or can I call you mine?”
She said, “Call me Uninterested, that’s fine.”
Asked for her number, she said, “Nine-one-one.”
I said, “Not that again… damn, that line’s overplayed.”
Smooth!
Natural.
Game!
Unmatched.
Charm!
Unteachable.
Ladies love confidence.
And I got…
WAY too much.
I’m smooth but cheesy, certified slick
Every line I drop is a guaranteed hit
She might shake her head, she might walk away
Probably just overwhelmed by the game I display
Smooth but cheesy, master of charm
Pickup-line arsenal ready and armed
Some call it corny—I call that envy
Natural-born player—smooth but cheesy
I ain’t mysterious, dangerous, dark, or sleazy
I’m painfully obvious—smooth but cheesy
Every line recycled, every entrance dramatic
Romance so corny it becomes charismatic
Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?
Are you Wi-Fi?
I got like forty more…
One of these is gonna work.
Smooth…
but cheesy.
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