Vans On - Explicit Edit lyrics

by

King Los


Hey, they don't know a thing about us
Only lovin for the moment ah ah ahh
Tell em they don't know a thing about us
All that sweet love for you suckas
I don't treat em I don't love em, I f*ck em with my vans on
They callin me a bad muthaf*cka yea
Damn. they don't know a thing about us
Only lovin for the moment
She say mills you my supa hero
But I'm just tryna hug her curves like a new camero
I tell her she got that kush then I laugh it off
Cuz that just means I hit it twice before I pass it off
These b*tches is trampolines, they just fill a quota
You know, once you jump off then the thrill is over
Ha, and ya boyfriend ain't half as raw
I mac a whore my nickname should be apple store
And the strippers know, that my money goes
From the floor to the muthaf*cka ceiling like a stripper pole
I'm gettin dough first, then I'm gettin b*tches second
And I'm gettin b*tches naked then you gettin yo purse and yo shoes
And whatever else you came in with, we ain't on no hangin sh*t
These b*tches for everybody, we ain't on no claimin sh*t
Damn homie you lame as sh*t, I'm just tryna penetrate
f*ck em then I'm sendin b*tches home, and lemme say
Hey, they don't know a thing about us
Only lovin for the moment ah ah ahh
Tell em they don't know a thing about us
All that sweet love for you suckas
I don't treat em I don't love em, I f*ck em with my vans on
They callin me a bad muthaf*cka yea
Damn, they don't know a thing about us
Only lovin for the moment
Ok, I knock it down like dominoes, put it where her liver at
She call me like dominoes, want me to deliver that
She love how I live but never pop up where I'm livin at
Your girl is my borrowed b*tch tomorrow ima give her back
Yea, I'm the sh*t this year
I tell em b*tch get chan, get your lipstick smeared
Don't get it twisted, baby girl get this sh*t clear
Oh no I don't fall in love, I'm on my pimp sh*t here
But, I could be your drill sergeant, you know give you major pain
We could make magic and then I could pull a david blain
I tend to make a habit outta that
I swear sometimes it feel like I could pull a rabbit out a hat
But, that don't mean I'm trickin though, that mean I be trickin hoes
Yea hoe I be trippin but on this trip you don't get to go
I'm in a rush to get this dough and I ain't finda wait
I'm just tryna f*ckin send them home, evacuate
Hey, they don't know a thing about us
Only lovin for the moment ah ah ahh
Tell em they don't know a thing about us
All that sweet love for you suckas
I don't treat em I don't love em, I f*ck em with my vans on
They callin me a bad muthaf*cka yea
Damn, they don't know a thing about us
Only lovin for the moment
I need one to roll my weed up, one to come to my shows
The same one to roll my trees up, and also iron my clothes
I think I like em in threes though, cuz threes better than dos
And by dos I mean them spanish ones, angelina and rose
So what's happenin baby, what's happenin
My hair long and her hair did
I'm tatted, she tatted
She careful and I'm careless
And I'm swaggin, she swaggin
Hoes hate but she don't care b*tch
But this just for tonight, ima circle back to your square (ridge?)
Carlton, like fresh prince, but I be like a white will
Backwards, had huge grin, 6 gold bottom grill
sh*ts real, I'm hit and kill
Paper stuff, max (pill?)
Gotta beat you home, my sh*t and steal
Huh, deal or no deal
WOO
She just wanna be with me cuz she know that I'm almost rich
Hoes come and they go faster than a slow life of a young favorite
She want a relationship but baby mine don't last long
Let me take these slippers off and f*ck you with my vans on
Hey, they don't know a thing about us
Only lovin for the moment ah ah ahh
Tell em they don't know a thing about us
All that sweet love for you suckas
I don't treat em I don't love em, I f*ck em with my vans on
They callin me a bad muthaf*cka yea
Damn, they don't know a thing about us
Only lovin for the moment

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