| Band
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| Yo, Manny
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| Let the band play
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| Yeah, guess what I did today? |
| (What?)
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| I called up my jeweler and ordered a chain, yeah (Bling)
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| I’m dripping, leaving stains (Drip)
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| Designered down with some Michael J’s, yeah
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| Baguettes on me, man (Yeah)
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| This shit drip like a bucket of rain, uh (Yeah, yeah)
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| Yeah, I got aim (I got)
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| How the fuck you think I got my name? |
| (Glock)
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| I rap and my chopper sing
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| I bust rhymes and I bust brains
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| You’re not my kind, we not the same
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| Niggas lame, that’s on gang
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| Too much water, boy, I can’t be drained
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| Yeah, I be going ape, no, I can’t be tamed
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| Yeah, hop up in a big body, take both lanes (Big body)
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| My nickname key 'cause I’m pure as cocaine (I'm pure)
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| Yeah, dope, dope (Yeah)
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| Bitch, they treat me like the Pope, uh (Yeah)
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| Bitch, I do what I’m supposed, uh (Bitch)
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| And I’m supposed to get more, yeah (Some more)
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| I’m just supposed to got more (I'm supposed to)
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| I’m just supposed to got more (I'm supposed to)
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| I’m just supposed to got more (I'm supposed to)
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| And more (More), and more (More), and more (Yeah), dope (Dope)
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| Yeah, yeah, bitch, I don’t play fair
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| Play with me, I dare, yeah
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| You’re better off gettin' the chair, uh
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| They like, «Glock, you somethin' else,» nah (Glizzock)
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| Nah, bitch, I’m the best, yeah (Best)
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| I keep my opps upset, yeah (Bet)
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| I’m a walking threat, uh (Yeah)
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| With a check, yeah
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| They like, «What's next?»
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| Bitch, this not your average necklace
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| Baguettes on my chest, this shit cost about ten Lexus
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| Nigga, no cap, you can probably ask Alexa
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| Yeah, lil' nigga with them big figures, he so extra
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| Uh, Cartier frames on my face just like Dexter
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| Catch me in the lab every day, get my craft up
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| I remember them days makin' plays off my Samsung (Remember that?)
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| Now I’m making plays, making plays in a mansion (Woo)
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| Yeah, money talk, nigga, I didn’t bite my damn tongue (Nah)
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| Smoking on the best, yes, lil' nigga with vet lungs
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| I got them racks and some, ballin' hard, and one
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| Killin' shit, red rum, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, guess what I did today? |
| (What?)
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| I called up my jeweler and ordered a chain, yeah (Bling)
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| I’m dripping, leaving stains (Drip)
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| Designered down with some Michael J’s, yeah
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| Baguettes on me, man (Yeah)
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| This shit drip like a bucket of rain, uh (Yeah, yeah)
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| Yeah, I got aim (I got)
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| How the fuck you think I got my name? |
| (Glock) |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Guess What? , by - Key Glock. Song from the album Dum and Dummer, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп