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Bitches I Know Lyrics - Artist : Krizz Kaliko
They shootin
I was about to say, I was about to say Give it away now get it give it away now Watch what you lay trying to get paid soon as you lay down That's way too much, throw that ass in a circle Bout to do too much, back it up with my hurt you Because I'm sipping on something syrupy put something secret inside my slurpee You don't know what you're missing, get your mind right assume the position I turn nothing into something, money into money, puffing keep on puffing It's a hot bowl of nothing scrape off the plate and it's tasting like new money Only fuh bitches I know Only fuh bitches I know I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin Get out my way, get out my way they shootin Look, only fuh bitches I know Only fuh bitches I know I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin Get out my way, get out my way they shootin Hey five watcha waitin on Living great out the gate and your money long Just wait they be hating on get a hit and your bishes just play along I'm what they want yeah Krizz what they want Who else was you waiting for Fire up the blunt you can get as high as you want but I ain't really feeling that Hell naw, you wasn't with me when a nigga was the shooting in the gym Hell naw, tryna get the paper out of me so you can give it back to him I turn nothing into somethin, money into money, puffing keep on puffing It's a hot bowl of nothing. Scrape off the plate and it's tasting like new money Only fuh bitches I know Only fuh bitches I know I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin Get out my way, get out my way they shootin Look, only fuh bitches I know Only fuh bitches I know I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin Get out my way, get out my way they shootin Whoa, y'all can keep just looking crazy I'm finna ball Get out of my way I was bout to say I ain't fucking with y'all I ain't got no downtime real nigga trying to stay up Make them all pay up so I can ball at the mall in the gym shooting layups It's so beautiful, when I pull up, pull up I light the city up If they say I've been ridin the coat tail nigga, I holler giddyup I turn nothing into something, money into money, puffing keep on puffing It's a hot bowl of nothing, scrape off the plate it is tasting like new money Only fuh bitches I know Only fuh bitches I know I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin Get out my way, get out my way they shootin Look, only fuh bitches I know Only fuh bitches I know I be popping, I be popping, they be ready to go Oh yeah, get out my way they shootin Get out my way, get out my way they shootin |
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