Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yall Can Have That, artist - K Rino. Album song The Maven, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 27.03.2013
Record label: Black Book - SoSouth
Song language: English
Yall Can Have That |
| Nah nah man, I’m good I’m good I’m good |
| Nah man, I don’t want none, man |
| That’s you, that’s what y’all do, I’m straight |
| I’mma be over here, man |
| Watch |
| All that flashing and that cappin', y’all can have that |
| Trickin', money, shinin' clothes, y’all can have that |
| I ain’t come to play around, just show me where the cash at |
| I’m rehab, that’s a murderer, don’t make me have a flashback |
| All that flashing and that cappin', y’all can have that |
| Trickin', money, shinin' clothes, y’all can have that |
| I ain’t come to play around, just show me where the cash at |
| I’m rehab, that’s a murderer, don’t make me have a flashback |
| I’m known for having more stamina than my challenger |
| Y’all cats is outdated like the '97 calendar |
| Told them people from the top, ain’t no way that I’mma stop |
| Haters find it hard to get through to me like my numbers blocked |
| The way these swag boys act I ain’t surprised at that |
| Watch me kill a beat, double back and revive the track |
| Why you mad at me, partner? |
| I’m just describin' facts |
| Best line I heard you say is «Would you like some fries with that?» |
| I’m in your crib 'cus somebody but the hit out |
| He kicked his own door down from the inside tryin' to get out |
| Dead kittens laying everywhere who let that pet out? |
| Rappers is dry heavin', no more blood left to spit out |
| Y’all at the show, tryin' to dance, doin' flips |
| At your photo shoot, wearin' skirts, hands on your hips |
| I’mma beat you like your daddy swingin' fast with my belt |
| You make dollar menu music, cheap and bad for your health |
| All that flashing and that cappin', y’all can have that |
| Trickin', money, shinin' clothes, y’all can have that |
| I ain’t come to play around, just show me where the cash at |
| I’m rehab, that’s a murderer, don’t make me have a flashback |
| All that flashing and that cappin', y’all can have that |
| Trickin', money, shinin' clothes, y’all can have that |
| I ain’t come to play around, just show me where the cash at |
| I’m rehab, that’s a murderer, don’t make me have a flashback |
| If you wanna bump with me, I’mma send you back home |
| Talkin' bout my clothes when you got middle school slacks on |
| Practice hard before the fight, now it’s time for war tonight |
| Want his girlfriend in the battle, but took his mama she’s more my type |
| These fellas so soft, I don’t even need my fist to fight 'em |
| Your songs sound like you let your little sister write 'em |
| Do what you got to do, and I’mma put a stop to you |
| These boys is walkin' around souped up like they got the flu |
| I don’t care about the drank or the strippers or the weed up in your limo |
| I’m a underground CEO with my own label I don’t need to send no demo |
| Drop a real short passage that be way above average |
| All these silly rabbits rapping 'bout they drug habits |
| And I heard your track was booboo, that ain’t new news |
| Your single been on YouTube for 11 months, with only 22 views |
| 10 from you, 7 from your lil' partner who mixed it |
| And the other 5 from a few dudes who accidentally clicked it |
| All that flashing and that cappin', y’all can have that |
| Trickin', money, shinin' clothes, y’all can have that |
| I ain’t come to play around, just show me where the cash at |
| I’m rehab, that’s a murderer, don’t make me have a flashback |
| All that flashing and that cappin', y’all can have that |
| Trickin', money, shinin' clothes, y’all can have that |
| I ain’t come to play around, just show me where the cash at |
| I’m rehab, that’s a murderer, don’t make me have a flashback |
| I’m spittin' on a daily basis, bro your style is tasteless |
| I saw your pages you dot your eyes with smiley faces |
| My words are symmetrically embedded with no edits |
| And to my credit I can repeat what you say before you said it |
| This industries pathetic, full of hateful games |
| I want cash I ain’t tryin' to wear your record label chain |
| It’d be different if you paid us good and took us to the moon |
| Gimme my bread I don’t need you to send no hookers to my room |
| You can keep your drugs fam, I ain’t judgin' I ain’t hatin' |
| I’m just sayin' once that high wear off them bills gon' still be waitin' |
| First they told me dumb my lyrics down, do club music, you’ll see hits |
| How the hell I look doin' the «Grand Deception (Booty Remix)»? |
| In the daytime you thuggin', chasin' profits and ends |
| But every night, you hangin' out with your androgynous friends |
| When they hear you rap they go «Eh, that’s cool, yeah he okay» |
| When they hear me rap they go «Ooh, hol' up, rewind, what’d he say?» |
| So listen |
| All that flashing and that cappin', y’all can have that |
| Trickin', money, shinin' clothes, y’all can have that |
| I ain’t come to play around, just show me where the cash at |
| I’m rehab, that’s a murderer, don’t make me have a flashback |
| All that flashing and that cappin', y’all can have that |
| Trickin', money, shinin' clothes, y’all can have that |
| I ain’t come to play around, just show me where the cash at |
| I’m rehab, that’s a murderer, don’t make me have a flashback |