Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song I Know , by - OSBSRelease date: 15.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
I Know |
| Gucci Mane and I’m a sugar daddy |
| Diamonds on so they lookin' at me |
| She actin' like she don’t fuck with me |
| But her booty cheeks keep winkin' at me |
| Summertime, some am I |
| Pockets pokin' like a porcupine |
| Shawty standin' like a horse at night |
| Think I’m 'bout to buy a Porsche or nine |
| Gucci Mane out the fed joint |
| So married bitches want the voices now |
| Drop Rolls, laid back, Lambo, I got choices now |
| I put the crazy dick on your main chick |
| So now the girl hear voices now |
| Earring scream a hundred thou' |
| Bling-blaww I can’t turn 'em down |
| Lookin' like I drop work off |
| First off, I take my shirt off |
| Next off, I let the top down |
| Then me and baby girl skrrt off |
| Tellin' Gucci Mane «I ain’t it» |
| She seen Wop and she fainted |
| Gorgeous and she famous |
| Pretty face so I paint it (It's Gucci) |
| Feelin' I been so Icy (brr), ain’t no one gon' stop me now |
| Ooh, hit like Rocky, round for round, she feisty |
| Put on my chain, stop me, calling' me papi |
| Ice like hockey, rice hibachi |
| Know I got him, but you got a carbon copy |
| Ooh, I know, I know, she needs, ooh |
| I know, I know, she needs, oh yeah |
| So many bricks, had to Gucci my sweater |
| Pull up on Gucci, we Gucci wherever |
| She think its real, I know I can do better |
| Come to the face tryna keep it together |
| I know you down for whatever |
| That guy there done made you a savage |
| You built for whatever |
| Foreigns, my foot on the pedal |
| I’m good so I’m racin' the devil |
| That iced out my bezel |
| Shout out AG 'cause it made me a killer |
| I know the cops and the ops want the killers |
| South of LA we don’t smoke Reggie Miller |
| codeine I can barely remember |
| My niggas don’t drop a dime or a nigga |
| You die, alright, they won’t miss you |
| Pull up with clips, they hang out like they with you |
| Lost my day one, gotta tote through the pictures |
| I know when I broke your heart, you was dinner |
| I had to through and |
| Gucci bandana, I tied on a pistol |
| He just drip sauce when I kill him |
| The tens ride around on the |
| Feelin' I been so Icy (brr), ain’t no one gon' stop me now |
| Ooh, hit like Rocky, round for round, she feisty |
| Put on my chain, stop me, calling' me papi |
| Ice like hockey, rice hibachi |
| Know I got him, but you got a carbon copy |
| Ooh, I know, I know, she needs, ooh |
| I know, I know, oh yeah |
| Feelin' I been so Icy (brr), ain’t no one gon' stop me now |
| Ooh, hit like Rocky, round for round, she feisty |
| Put on my chain, stop me, calling' me papi |
| Ice like hockey, rice hibachi |
| Know I got him, but you got a carbon copy |
| Ooh, I know, I know, she needs, ooh |
| I know, I know, oh yeah |