Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't You Know, artist - YOU. Album song Don't You Know, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 18.07.2005
Record label: Blue Flame
Song language: English
Don't You Know |
I hear ya’ll talk that work shit, that’s cool |
That don’t mean shit, I don’t know you |
I don’t know you., I don’t know you |
I don’t know you., I don’t know you |
Feelin' this in this shit, that’s right I’m in this bitch |
Ya’ll niggas acting like Young ain’t never did this shit |
Nigga 500 grams, rock solid, no shake |
Call it Dave Chappelles, he wants his other half baked |
You know I like to scramble mine, Waffle House style |
Or leave 'em sunny side up and let 'em chill for a while |
Not only have I done it, I did it, I lived it |
Delivered it myself, yeah I’m making house visits |
I’m praying while I’m driving, it’s making me religious |
In the head lights behind me, it’s making me suspicious |
And maybe I’m trippin', and maybe I’m not |
Maybe it’s nothing, just hope it ain’t the cops, OK |
I go there, get that and go back with that |
And then I flip that, then send that right back |
If it got 2 BANDS, it must be 5 stacks |
So you owe 5 stacks, bring that right back |
If it take too long, must be rerock |
2 in the shoebox, nah these ain’t Reeboks |
I don’t live there, I just cook there |
Ain’t nothing in there, but fish and cookware |
Can’t drop for shit, work that fork though |
Lock up like whoa, Young like fo' sho |
This shit right here, call that Come Back |
Drop this 9 off, and I’ll be right back |
I don’t know why these niggas tell lies |
Ya’ll know damn well he ain’t flippin' no pies |
All this bird talk, make me want some Popeye’s |
Ya’ll getting no play off in my rides |
Fake ass niggas, how dare you compare Young |
Black Crown Vick, yeah that used to scare Young |
My 6−2s come back like Frisbees |
All these smoke fumes got me dizzy |
They talk bricks, see, I’m just listening, yawn |
Say, I’m just listening (Yeah!) |
Hook might be tight, but that don’t sound right |
I sold Snow White and he sold no white |
And you know, I ain’t vouching for none of you niggas, nigga |
And you know, I ain’t cosigning none of you fake ass niggas |
Realest nigga, ain’t BS, nigga |
And you know |
And you know, America is me! |
And you know |
Let’s go! |