Yu aint know

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Hakeem Ture - Rap

Yu aint know

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[Intro] [Verse 1: ATM] You ain't know! Im the man In here Haters stunting whole bunch of Jackie Chan's in here I'm so high. I think I need landing gear Flow hot! Haters getting tans in here My bitch named Monique, we sipping moet at the motel So that's momo. Sippen momo. At the momo. Hell yeah! Every time we kiss she get Mo wet! Thats Mo head! Thats Mo sex! Stay burning them trees Down feel like the lorax My styles a homerun! Like muthafucking Mo Vaughn up to bat Gatorade swag. No hater I never sweat Dick big, So when I say I'm getting neck I'm getting neck I get the money,I get the checks, so u can't do nothing but respect My Hustle my grind sitting waiting on my time My time is now. My time to shine. Ripping mics my time to rhyme My card accept yo' card decline. Ryan shecklar on my grind Money always on my mind like Deon I'm primetime [Hook] Jugrnaut all on my body Yu ain't know? I'm the Freshest in the party Yu ain't know? I'm tryin get it in Yu ain't know? And tommorow do it again [Hook] Yu ain't know? better ask somebody (repeat 3x) So girl drop it to the floor and stop acting like yu ain't know! [Verse 2: ATM] Got blue dream,golden rubbers, 2 girls never seen each other First time that they meet each other, French kissing how they greet each other Ain't that some Playa? You looking like a hater Rap game candy. I'mma make it now or later But it need to be now, right now, not later HipHop my God microphone my savior Moving slower than a Mo-ped. Don't know where I'm goin Checking in a suite 22 at 2 in the morning I know that I'm a dog, cuz these bitches I be boning Girl take this pillow the neighbors gone here you moaning I don't want breakfast in bed. I want breakfast and head! Orange juice,pancake, Bacon, and neck You don't know who I be? What the fuck do you mean? Y-u-n-g automated teller machine Around the music for you losers My swag so mean. That ita no longer called swag. Its called Joe Greene Around the music for you losers my swag so mean. That its no longer called swag its called Joe greene [Hook] [Hook] Spiz'ikes in my feet .. Jugrnaut up on my body Bitch I'm winning with these Jordan's. You would think my name was Scottie Pimping in my pippens. My 7's is Olympic My goodwoods are authentic .. my jean are l-r-g denim Thats good wood ... bad bitches Hoes show me love like scoreless tennis Get more oral than the best dentist Got more bars then a life sentence Dressing my profession. You heard what I said man These hoes wanna sweat me cuz I stay smoking headband These hoes wanna bone cuz kush is my Cologne No Gucci got sour d, No Polo just Mo dro You can see I get brain. Like mojo Jo Jo Like a Baker I need Mo dough Im aikman y'all Romo Taking all yo hoes swaggin in out in dope clothes, each and every day my bank gon' grow

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