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Culture Jam - Can't Get Enough Lyrics
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[ Featuring BIA, Lakeyah, Flau'jae ]

BIA

Yeah, you can't get enough (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho'
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho' (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (never)
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho

Who said that I wouldn't come through
Caught a bitch sittin' outside just like that
Who said that I wasn't runnin' my city
Nigga came through, runnin' right back (right back, right back)
Who said that I wouldn't come through
Caught a bitch sittin' outside just like that
Who said that I wasn't runnin' my city
Nigga came through, runnin' right back (uh, uh, uh, uh)

For a bitch that have one-up on me
She must be on my f*ckin' head (must be on my f*ckin' head)
Uh, niggas tweakin' to get in my bed
I stay in my feelings 'til I take a hit and smoke my meds (sheesh)
'Less I'm sleepy then I drink instead
Ain't no way he's f*ckin' on this pussy unless he give me head (yes)
Had him sleepin' I thought he was dead
I can't stand my nigga pillowtalkin' like he with the feds (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Open text that I ain't never read
I just flew into Skyami (Miami)
Hit my Zoe for the jwett 'cause he treat me like I'm family (jwett)
And that stick come in handy (grrah)
Plan my shit on the yard, he ain't gotta understand me
Uh, and it costs 'cause it's real
Different from his bitches but he's likin' my appeal (likin' my appeal)
I just got a text from your nigga, 'What's the deal?' (brrp-brrp)
And I put his ass on ice just to show him how it feels, uh

Yeah, you can't get enough (uh, cash)
Yeah, you can't get enough (never)
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (never)
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho

Ayy, look
Who said 'Key wasn't the hardest out the batch here
I touch more money than a cashier
One link, now she's sweatin' me like a cashmere
Big 'Key I check bitches just like a pap smear (yeah, I do)
You a fan of me baby, ain't gotta lie to me (ain't gotta lie to me)
Uh, Rookie of the Year, I feel like Angel Reese
These rap bitches be mid, that don't apply to me (uhn-uhn)
Middle of the sentence, bum-bitch I'm where the commas be (uh, uh, uh)
Look, neck froze, wrist froze, I'm a glacier (ice)
No Zs, rollin' trees, I'm touchin' paper
Talk like it, walk like it but bitch you ain't her
To my opps, I send my shots, without a chaser (okay, whoo)
And now you can't get enough
I stand up on all of these racks I'd probably be 6'1
I'm fly as a dove
I'm ballin' on their heads in Dunks (uh, uh, uh, uh)
I'm puttin' points up in the pain and, bitch, I ain't gotta jump
Lakeyah

Yeah, you can't get enough (uh, cash)
Yeah, you can't get enough (never)
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (never)
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho (yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho (the bgigest)

Who said that I was talkin' it, wasn't walkin' it
Who said that they was streamin', nobody coppin' it
These rappers gettin' soft again
They done got me pissed off again
I'm crushin' their esophagus
Got 'em gassin' for oxygen
Like who flow better?
Don't ask if you know better
I'm sicker than cold weather
I type it in bold letters
Man, I walk inside the club they wanna see 'bout me
I'm the biggest and the 4 come after B-I-G
Stupid

Yeah, you can't get enough (uh, cash)
Yeah, you can't get enough (never)
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (never)
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho (uh, uh, uh)
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho
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English

BIA

Yeah, you can't get enough (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho'
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho' (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (never)
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho

Who said that I wouldn't come through
Caught a bitch sittin' outside just like that
Who said that I wasn't runnin' my city
Nigga came through, runnin' right back (right back, right back)
Who said that I wouldn't come through
Caught a bitch sittin' outside just like that
Who said that I wasn't runnin' my city
Nigga came through, runnin' right back (uh, uh, uh, uh)

For a bitch that have one-up on me
She must be on my f*ckin' head (must be on my f*ckin' head)
Uh, niggas tweakin' to get in my bed
I stay in my feelings 'til I take a hit and smoke my meds (sheesh)
'Less I'm sleepy then I drink instead
Ain't no way he's f*ckin' on this pussy unless he give me head (yes)
Had him sleepin' I thought he was dead
I can't stand my nigga pillowtalkin' like he with the feds (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Open text that I ain't never read
I just flew into Skyami (Miami)
Hit my Zoe for the jwett 'cause he treat me like I'm family (jwett)
And that stick come in handy (grrah)
Plan my shit on the yard, he ain't gotta understand me
Uh, and it costs 'cause it's real
Different from his bitches but he's likin' my appeal (likin' my appeal)
I just got a text from your nigga, 'What's the deal?' (brrp-brrp)
And I put his ass on ice just to show him how it feels, uh

Yeah, you can't get enough (uh, cash)
Yeah, you can't get enough (never)
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (never)
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho (uh, uh, uh, uh)
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho

Ayy, look
Who said 'Key wasn't the hardest out the batch here
I touch more money than a cashier
One link, now she's sweatin' me like a cashmere
Big 'Key I check bitches just like a pap smear (yeah, I do)
You a fan of me baby, ain't gotta lie to me (ain't gotta lie to me)
Uh, Rookie of the Year, I feel like Angel Reese
These rap bitches be mid, that don't apply to me (uhn-uhn)
Middle of the sentence, bum-bitch I'm where the commas be (uh, uh, uh)
Look, neck froze, wrist froze, I'm a glacier (ice)
No Zs, rollin' trees, I'm touchin' paper
Talk like it, walk like it but bitch you ain't her
To my opps, I send my shots, without a chaser (okay, whoo)
And now you can't get enough
I stand up on all of these racks I'd probably be 6'1
I'm fly as a dove
I'm ballin' on their heads in Dunks (uh, uh, uh, uh)
I'm puttin' points up in the pain and, bitch, I ain't gotta jump
Lakeyah

Yeah, you can't get enough (uh, cash)
Yeah, you can't get enough (never)
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (never)
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho (yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh)
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho (the bgigest)

Who said that I was talkin' it, wasn't walkin' it
Who said that they was streamin', nobody coppin' it
These rappers gettin' soft again
They done got me pissed off again
I'm crushin' their esophagus
Got 'em gassin' for oxygen
Like who flow better?
Don't ask if you know better
I'm sicker than cold weather
I type it in bold letters
Man, I walk inside the club they wanna see 'bout me
I'm the biggest and the 4 come after B-I-G
Stupid

Yeah, you can't get enough (uh, cash)
Yeah, you can't get enough (never)
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (uh)
Yeah, you can't get enough (never)
Keep it gangsta when you're speakin'
Don't you lie to me ho (uh, uh, uh)
Don't you talk under your breath
You can't hide from me ho
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Writer: Bianca Landrau, Flau'jae Johnson, Lakeyah Robinson
Copyright: Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.

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