| Hm, only thang you see is money man
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| Wise man told me that
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| Rich, Homie, Quan
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| True story
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| Everything I rap about
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| For real for real
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| I’m feeling myself but I’m so conceited
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| They sleeping on Homie they temperpedic
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| Get some flavour these niggas but I’m so heated
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| Lil shawty feigning for Homie I know she need it
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| Lil shawty claim that she riding I wanna see it
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| Lil shawty claim that she bout it I wanna see it
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| If I get locked up I know my niggas gon' free me
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| My nigga London from London we overseas with it
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| I don’t want that freak bitch my nigga imma let he hit that
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| I don’t keep no secrets cos all my niggas know what’s up
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| If you see what’s up you know what’s up
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| Four cups how we rolling up
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| Feeling like Dwight Howard with these hoes, how I’m posted up
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| In the condo bitches you know mine the baddest
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| She don’t like wear tennis shoes all they drink classic
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| She gon' hold it down do whatever for daddy
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| And my lil bitch is that baddest lil nigga ain’t bragging
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| I remember I was walking now I got like 8 cars
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| Playing on the piano like a nigga Ray Charles
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| Been through a whole lotta shit nigga face scars
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| And that boy a TMZ I’ll slap it from a hoe
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| And I know them folks ain’t seeing me imma do it till im gone
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| Came a long way from apartments I done bought me first home
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| Came a long from them men now, all I smoke is strong
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| And I’m tryna do it big
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| Ooooh, boy I do it for my kid
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| I can’t take back the shit I did
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| But it is what it is
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| Why that bitch pussy pink like a pig
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| I’m just tryna find the way I’m feeling
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| Ooooh, I got money to the ceiling
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| You must be deaf if you cannot hear this
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| My bool thang know that I love them piercings
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| I love that lil shawty style that shit the weirdest
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| I’ll be her medicine if she need healing
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| Think before you speak you sound silly
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| If I lose trial I’m gon' appeal it
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| No glasses you can’t see me
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| I’m playing the piano like I’m Stevie
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| I bet you wondering what I’m taking
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| I just gotta bad bitch, she don’t talk no English
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| And my car go real fast I hit that gas and I leave
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| And I’m scared of water but I’ll rock your boat like Aaliyah
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| Shawty know that I won’t ever go she know that I ain’t gon leave her
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| I’m on a Michael Jackson beat it
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| I, promise to tell none of your secrets
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| And I, won’t move unless you give me a reason
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| Promise I, won’t stop on her till I stop breathing
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| I got something that I wanna tell you but I don’t know how to say it
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| Cause when you come around I swear I get shocked and I don’t know how to play it
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| Hold me tight like we riding on a motorcycle
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| You give me life every time I see your pretty face
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| Give me a night and I promise you’ll wanna spend your every day with me
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| My niggas got my back, I know they’ll do whatever
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| I be like a rat when niggas mention that cheddar
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| Like Usher I got it bad, I would’ve skeeted and chilled
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| You niggas, least cause
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| I, can’t forget about T-buzz
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| Got a scar under my left eye, my pants be Dior
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| I’m the only nigga in first class with my feet up
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| I just want the money like a crooked preacher
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| These niggas don’t get it
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| Bullets adjust to your head nigga like a fitting
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| I’m drinking lean like I’m sick
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| How can I be broke when my first name Rich?
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| Homie, Quan. |
| Gone |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Know, artist - Young Thug. Album song No Label Vol. 2, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп