You Already Know lyrics

by

Locksmith


[Verse One: Stat Quo]
Mind right money straight, tell me why you hate a n*gga
b*tches love me wanna f*ck me, I don't give 'em figures
How you figure sister go and get another n*gga
Other n*ggas will break bread, I can't do nothing' wit cha
But forget ya pass ya to my n*gga let him hit ya
Peyton Manning Roger Clemens I'm a hell of a pitcher
I'm talking motion picture, yeah the movies b*tch
You got ya ass done, now go and get ya titties fix
I be f*ckin' pluckin' duckin' pluggin' chicks
I tell 'em kick my ass then I give 'em sh*t
Why you love 'em dawg, what for
After the money gone the b*tch is out the front door
They got them binocular, watchin' as you comin' up
See you get that paper partner that's when they start runnin' up
Talkin' bout they the one to trust
Bust nuts on that b*tch, make her drink it up
Worst thing you can do if you get a clue
Why you out here f*ckin' cuffin' hoes

[Hook: Stat Quo]
I got b*tches who got b*tches, hoes that like hoes
You already know
I got drops and tee tops - kush in condos
sh*t you already know
All I got is di*k, and bubble gum for these hoes
di*k, and bubble gum for these hoes
All I got is di*k, and bubble gum for these hoes
di*k and bubble gum for you hoes

[Verse Two: GLC]
What the f*ck you think this is, ho what is you talkin' bout
Break a b*tch down like a leg in a cast, That's what I was taught in-out
Gimme head, get a lil head, gave her some di*k, she gave me some bread
Ho he pimp fist not last, wear them leggish look at that ass
Wait 'til you see a nasty freak, b*tch trying to get all next to me
Took me back to her hotel room and then she start molesting me
Sucking my di*k professionally, talkin' bout this her destiny
Silence the pus*y silence the pus*y
No pillow talking, don't question me
Vaporize her vaporize her
I'm Chi her yesterday, hypnotize her, can't deny me
Watch me pimp her successfully
Slide up in a hard drop top, watch me take her breath away
Trying to ask me for some of my wealth
It's like you talking to yourself like castaway
Asking me for paper, saying you gonna pay it back
Gave me some head, thinking I forgot
Church on the move b*tch I'm the tabernac
b*tch I'm a player from the Chi ho I ain't having that

[Hook]

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