Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Know, artist - AZ. Album song The Format, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.11.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Quiet Money Direct
Song language: English
You Know |
You know, that I know |
That his flow, is so-so |
And I ain’t sayin I’m a player |
But I’m a man with mo' class |
And I ain’t tryin to be no hater |
But he ain’t got no cash |
You know he hustle, so he’s trouble |
All he see is he can free fuck you, feed you junk food |
It’s just that kiddie shit that punks do, the one two |
Down at the hotel they humped and dumped you |
Minors I know well, you somethin to run through |
Vagina is wholesale, ain’t nothin but young dudes |
Bottle here, bottle over there |
Lou bracelet, bings and things bling in they ear but stare |
Boys footwear, jeans hundred a pair |
With me, that’s not a person you really wanna compare |
Came from it, stunt it, done it for years |
Drained from it, got a stomach from there |
I do better, investin a little cheddar |
And on linen resortin in swimming pool weather |
So come with me, have some fun with me |
So I can let more than just the sun hit me |
Large the minimum, spar with Rakim and them |
The God, in jailyards, I’m way larger than Eminem |
Love to the East coast, cop the 12 with the seats coached |
Keep close, there’s more to it than just a mink coat |
So act right and move up the list |
And if you eatin red meat, switch up to fish |
Your jeans got nice fit, your ass the right width |
All you need is a villa, Marquis and the white six |
And that can happen 'fore the month is out |
I can see you up in Manhattan, jumpin out |
Tits is perked and your cake is fat |
The Ace is back, and haters need to face the facts |
There’s no snow but Santa is near |
The hammers is here, the princess and the band is clear |
You been around but no one like me |
A John Singleton, young Spike Lee, I’ll make ya famous |
So it’s now or never, let’s pow wow, whatever |
Beach house, eat out, fly down together |
Either that or I leave now if it’s better |
Why beat around the lecture be the clown that sweats ya |
I’m just tryin to hear the sounds selector |
Have you lounge with Dexter, get from 'round them stressers |
Here’s your chance to Aladdin on the lamp |
Loser or the champ the Franklins or the food stamps |
Talk to me |