Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Guess Who, artist - Ace Hood. Date of issue: 10.05.2018
Song language: English
Guess Who |
| Feds steady knockin' at my door again |
| Murda on tha beat so it’s not nice |
| Who is that? |
| Relax, relax, relax, relax, uhh |
| Guess who came with that bag, guess who came in that Jag |
| Guess who came to the club, just to fuck it up, make a hater mad |
| Guess who came in that Benz, but he leavin' in the Wraith |
| Guess who kept it one K, guess who never lost faith |
| If there’s a will, there’s a way, count a mill, say good grace |
| I can see it in your face, I can tell you’re a snake |
| Gucci, Gucci on my collar, make a new deposit when I’m at the bank |
| Used to whip in that Impala, now I got a dollar, ain’t nobody safe |
| Peek-a-boo, nigga, guess who |
| Legend what you’re standin' next to |
| They contemplatin' on my next move |
| They commentatin' on the flesh wound |
| Niggas sleepin' where the bedroom |
| My number two’ll put some lead through 'em |
| Ready rumble, I will never fumble |
| I’ve been in the jungle like I’m Rambo |
| Guess who came what’s on payback |
| Guess who slide in that Maybach |
| Guess who don’t be in their feelings |
| Only for the fittest, shredded, nigga eight pack |
| Pull it up, pull it up, roll it up, light it up |
| I gotta tighten up, shine on 'em, tell 'em lighten up |
| 'Bout that action like I’m Shia LaBeouf |
| Why they tryna cage a lion up? |
| All that plottin' and the shit they poppin' |
| They can never stop us it was not enough |
| City poppin' when the boy droppin' |
| Niggas kill that noise, they ain’t hot as us, yeah |
| SKR SKR, young nigga work (whoo) |
| Switch up the flow on the verse (Whoo) |
| Switch up the pan on the vert (Whoo) |
| Got it right outta the dirt |
| Hustlin' first to the first |
| These niggas might got amnesia |
| We never ever been equal |
| I do this here for my people |
| You probably work for them people |
| Guess who really know he got it |
| Ain’t no doubt about it, ten toes out it |
| Guess who walkin' in the party diamonds on me |
| I think I got them niggas watchin' |
| I dare a nigga try to stop me |
| I might just turn into Rocky |
| I might just turn into Papi |
| She tryna play with the cock-y |
| Young and so full of finesse, young and so full of finesse |
| Smellin', I look like a check, haters are looking depressed |
| Blessings all over the boy, blessings all over the set |
| Young and so full of finesse, young and so full of finesse, woo |
| I’ve been told to go bad |
| Free smokin', no pass |
| Guess who took it independent |
| Takin' care of business, now I’m on the gas |
| Guess who back on their windpipe |
| Back to back what that Bent' like |
| Back to poppin' like Oxycontin |
| Got a track I’m knockin' after midnight |
| Guess who grippin' that flavor |
| Talkin' beef and get cater |
| Mention me, you get major |
| I fucked her once and you paid her |
| I let it loose, what you savin' |
| I’m in the coupe, I’m crusadin' |
| You better come get your lady |
| She been on my dick now lately |
| Guess who came with that bag, guess who came in that Jag |
| Guess who came to the club, just to fuck it up, make a hater mad |
| Guess who came in that Benz, but he leavin' in the Wraith |
| Guess who kept it one K, guess who never lost faith |
| If there’s a will, there’s a way, count a mill, say good grace |
| I can see it in your face, I can tell you’re a snake |
| Gucci, Gucci on my collar, make a new deposit when I’m at the bank |
| Used to whip in that Impala, now I got a dollar, ain’t nobody safe |
| Relax, relax, relax, relax |
| Murda on tha beat so it’s not nice |