Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Already Know, artist - HÄWK. Album song Hawk, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Record label: Dead End
Song language: English
You Already Know |
Miscellaneous |
You Already Know |
Chorus: |
I’m chillin' with my broad and you already know |
And if you wanna reach me hit me on the down-low |
If I don’t call back don’t put on a show |
When I pass by your house and blow instead of knocking on ya door |
I’m chillin' with my broad and you already know |
And if you wanna reach me hit me on the down-low |
If I don’t call back don’t put on a show |
When I pass by your house and blow instead of knocking on ya door |
Verse: |
You know that opposites attract and hoes choose max |
And how some girls pack when playaz don’t call them back? |
Why is that? |
Why is that? |
Is it cuz its hard to ignore |
The kind of man you adore but already spoken for? |
Or are you caught up in ya thang |
Holdin' ya head in shame cuz you don’t know my real name |
Who’s to blam cuz it ain’t my fault |
It’s another lesson taught when you fuckin with Hawk |
Caught up in a rapture wasn’t hard to capture |
With my heavyweight frame and my 6 post stature |
I snatched ya |
whatever this game plan |
Wanted me to be your man but I had other plans |
It was a one night stand |
Now the shit hit the fan |
And every time you see me with her you wanna hold my hand |
But you don’t understand that you’re not my type |
I got a wife and you were just my late-night hype |
Repeat Chorus |
Verse: |
Now I admit I was wrong for leading you on |
The long talks on the phone, you thought our bond was strong? |
But my woman’s at home so girl leave me alone |
And all the plans you had for us, they’ve been post-poned |
Now I ain’t bein' rude I’m just the type of dude |
To buy you a little food to get you into the mood |
Now we’re both in the nude and I’m catchin' that attitude |
You’re actin' crude and shrewd and showin' no gratitude |
You broke all the rules |
And I’m glad I’m peepin' |
You couldn’t be like Victoria and keep this secret |
You wastin' your time pushin' *69 |
But the cell phone I called you on ain’t even mine |
It was strictly a bump and grind cuz that’s how I play |
You said you didn’t mind so why we hate this way? |
It was just the other day when you said this |
And why you think I act funny when you ask for a kiss? |
You sick bitch |
Repeat Chorus |
Now you rubbin' me |
Kissin' and huggin' me |
Infatuated with the thug in me |
You say you lovin' me |
This situation’s gettin' ug-i-ly |
Got ya partners mean-muggin' me |
Girl you’re buggin' me |
Gettin' on my last nerve |
And then you wonder why you got kicked to the curb |
You’re puzzled like cross word |
And askin' me to choose either you or my wife? |
Girl you know you’d lose! |
Now yo ass got the blues bitch goody two-shoes |
Sittin' there all confused feelin' like you’ve been used |
Your privelages were abused and now you know |
Instead of knocking on the door I’m Gonna pass by and blow |
Gotta go, gotta go |
Gotta chill with me broad |
So I toots my horn since you’ve been actin' fraud |
I hit you with the raw and you went outrageous |
I should’ve warned you though that your love is contagious |
Repeat Chorus |