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You Don't Know Me Video (MV)




Performed By: Adam
Featuring: Miles
Language: English
Length: 3:26
Written by: BEN FOLDS




Adam - You Don't Know Me Lyrics




[ Featuring Miles ]

Uh, you don't know me
Take that ass out to show me
Making songs with the homies
All these haters below me
Pop-pop do you hear that?
New tribe does you fear that?
Samples yeah I clear that
Lambo yeah I steer that

Never caught lackin
Always caught slackin
Some birches think they know me
But do they really know I'm trapping
I got bands on me straps on my side
All my fans on me, my mouth feel kinda dry

Through signs in the air, got shooters everywhere
This ain't no truth or dare I do not play fair
20k on my lap and its all in f*cking 20s
Also, 6gs not talking about money
Bad mother f*cker and you peep that (Peep that)
Filet mignon and lobster yeah I eat that (Eat that)
Yeah they wanna show me, shooting like Kobe
Yeah they wanna blow me but you do not know me

You said what's the word
I'm so high that's what you heard
It's Miles D that name you gonna hear
Whenever you turn on the radio yeah this shot so real
Damn homie
You gonna front or you just phony
F*cking with a crib but you don't really know me
Yeah. I know when something sucks
I'm an eight ball guy know when I ran out of luck
What the f*ck

You don't know me at all
You don't know me (You don't know me)
You don't know me (At all!)

Strap on my belt
That bitch witching she gon melt
Pulled up to the x
F*ck with stripes way over checks
But I can't test
Kill all the rest
Smoking so much gas and now I'm soaring like a
Jet
Hopped on a fairy
Shit ain't scary
Smokin every day you call it dumb I call it daily
South Asia
I like a girl with some Jamaica
If a bitch wanna leave then imma just say see you later

You don't know me
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Uh, you don't know me
Take that ass out to show me
Making songs with the homies
All these haters below me
Pop-pop do you hear that?
New tribe does you fear that?
Samples yeah I clear that
Lambo yeah I steer that

Never caught lackin
Always caught slackin
Some birches think they know me
But do they really know I'm trapping
I got bands on me straps on my side
All my fans on me, my mouth feel kinda dry

Through signs in the air, got shooters everywhere
This ain't no truth or dare I do not play fair
20k on my lap and its all in f*cking 20s
Also, 6gs not talking about money
Bad mother f*cker and you peep that (Peep that)
Filet mignon and lobster yeah I eat that (Eat that)
Yeah they wanna show me, shooting like Kobe
Yeah they wanna blow me but you do not know me

You said what's the word
I'm so high that's what you heard
It's Miles D that name you gonna hear
Whenever you turn on the radio yeah this shot so real
Damn homie
You gonna front or you just phony
F*cking with a crib but you don't really know me
Yeah. I know when something sucks
I'm an eight ball guy know when I ran out of luck
What the f*ck

You don't know me at all
You don't know me (You don't know me)
You don't know me (At all!)

Strap on my belt
That bitch witching she gon melt
Pulled up to the x
F*ck with stripes way over checks
But I can't test
Kill all the rest
Smoking so much gas and now I'm soaring like a
Jet
Hopped on a fairy
Shit ain't scary
Smokin every day you call it dumb I call it daily
South Asia
I like a girl with some Jamaica
If a bitch wanna leave then imma just say see you later

You don't know me
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Writer: BEN FOLDS
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