You Know What
I’m gonna just close my eyes and say the first thing that comes to head
[Verse 1]Life is just a blur, just how I preferShe be on her knees, but she ain't in ChurchEngland’s favourite rapper, fuck how much I’m worthThem niggas asking if I’m rich though? duhhh!Oh my fucking word, British connoisseurAsk them boy from ColdplayAsk them boy from BlurMan I didn’t buy the AstonCause when I speed it’s offWe celebrating every night like it’s December 31stYou fools are stuck in AprilWake up in a tellyTold my cleaner she should run a fucking hoover on the tableMe, Akon and Usher, 20 thousand in the Staple, uhRoger, I’m a MVP up in that labelMan Jalouse or Whiskey MistI’m fucking high gettin’ pissed as shitNigga all my flights are business classAll my trips is business tripsDo it all or don’t do nothingA hundred thousand pound or more in every discussion
[Hook]Told you I’mma blow, niggas get ya dough upYou pay them to get in, I get paid to show upYou know what? you know what?You know what? you know what?That shit from Cali make me slow upRose make me throw upHow these 30 year old bitches tellin’ me that I should grow up?You know what? you know what?You know what? you know what?
[Verse 2]Platinum disk money, damn you the shit moneyI’m tryna get that Will, Jada and Willow Smith moneyIn 3 days I’ve been in 6 countriesI hustle hard, day and night, Kid CudiShe say before she go and fuck she wanna sniff somethin’I got these bitches on trial like I’m witch huntin’You take ‘em out, you let her pick somethingWhile my yard chick cook me curry goat and big dumplingI pull out a thousand ones and tell her strip somethingI bet she lets me fuck her even if she with someoneBack it up, back it upBaby back it up, that shawty bootyy crazy spectacularLike she from AfricaCall my money jail, cause of the way I stack it upMoney up on money, racks on racks and suchPlus I got me some sneaking bitches in and out the back of clubsSaid I live a very wild life, David AttenboroughNigga I told you that I’ma blow up
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[Verse 3]I’m on that Henny and Patron nigga tough kidneysYou ain't got enough stamina to fuck with meFuck you, fuck you, nigga I talk moneyB-b-b-buck toothMy mouths potty like I don’t know what a censor isThey don’t let you in this club without a membershipDonald Trump profit, take an apprenticeshipNigga this is mad, Ricky crazy, dope expensive shit
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