Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song How You Don't Know Me, artist - Fred The Godson.
Date of issue: 15.11.2011
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
How You Don't Know Me |
Yea-yeah, unstoppable |
I’m on now, nigga! |
Fred The Godson, Maino |
Standin' on the terrace in my bathrobe |
Lookin' at the sky and the stars close |
Feelin' like a king in my con pose |
Model bitch is sniffin' coke off the console |
This the life that I prayed for |
Toss to the ones, I said I wouldn’t take off |
Now look, I done prove niggas way wrong |
On the grind, long nights, they done paid off |
So ask me if I’m a rapper (haha) |
Nah nigga, I’m an actor |
Fooled 'em, just to get my shoes in |
Got in the door, then I snuck goons in |
So fuck 'em all, so have 'em all now |
One button in the Benz knock the ceiling down |
Unstoppable, whole world hear me now |
Yeah, you can’t tell me I ain’t the realest now |
(How you don’t know me?) |
All the magazine covers |
Shawty you don’t talk to your brother |
(How you don’t know me?) |
With your cable and all, but you don’t like rap |
Maybe I’m wrong, you tell me |
(How you don’t know me?) |
I’m on YouTube, Worldstar |
My mixtape in your girl car |
(How you don’t know me?) |
I’m all over the FM |
Whoever don’t know, eff 'em |
Slick talker, you know me |
Kemba Walker, the only way you con me |
I’m in a Yukon, seen in a DuPont, shit |
Tryin' to save money like a coupon, me |
I blow it all, that’s what the cake for |
I’m speakin' on girls in Yukon, I’ll make more |
Way more, my bags weigh more |
I’m tryin' to throw a couch in the Maybach, Raymour |
In Flanagan, there go ya man again |
When I spit, damage him, leave him stiff, mannequin |
First class then we lift off, but we land again |
Probably somewhere in Chicago, I plan to win |
I’m not with the shenanigans |
They call me Fred the Shammgod, I can handle him |
Ran through like Randall in Philadelph |
If you still don’t know me, kill yourself |
(How you don’t know me?) |
All the magazine covers |
Shawty you don’t talk to your brother |
(How you don’t know me?) |
With your cable and all, but you don’t like rap |
Maybe I’m wrong, you tell me |
(How you don’t know me?) |
I’m on YouTube, Worldstar |
My mixtape in your girl car |
(How you don’t know me?) |
I’m all over the FM |
Whoever don’t know, eff 'em |