Enonomous & Hookz Murdock - Ya Tu Sabe Lyrics

Yeah, hey
Dutch Treats
E I got you
Uh ha
185 on the highway thinking crime pays switching lanes you better know
Reminiscing on the way the times changes Sitting sideways on a high you better know
Everyday is Friday, ask for name
What the sign say
You better know
You better know
You better know
You better know
You better know
Uh...city watching as I'm Diddy bopping
Stainless steel whip the Bat Mobile through the streets of Gotham
Shit is getting real got a feeling that the streets is watching and waiting
To Put them hands on you like, Nico Robin
Clutch...Trenta Fluer in the Dutch
Ain't really giving a f*ck
I feel like we can't be touched, wassup?
And shorty poppin' pussy in the front seat of the rental
Sun creepin' through the window
Ass peeking out the denim this a good vibe
185 on the highway thinking crime pays switching lanes you better know
Reminiscing on the way the times changes Sitting sideways on a high you better know
Everyday is Friday, ask for name
What the sign say
You better know
You better know
You better know
You better know
You better know
Welcome to the crib bitch it's newly renovated
Gotta slide from my room to my pool in my basement
Ferraris just for racing spanish mamis just tasting
If she don't know English it's cool, she won't say shit
50k to play with everything amazing
Songs getting played on every radio station
Heavy rotation
It's kinda hard to hate this
We on every corner
Dutch Treats product placement, ugh
And I don't really see these these niggas f*ckin with us
Honestly these niggas can't do nothing with us
.We can't really see you niggas ever winning
We don't really see them f*ckin with us at all
If you trippin' then prepare for the fall
If we did it then we did for Ya'll
Pick up the phone
Bitch I'm a dog
Throw me a bone, You better know
Only only on the phone if it's work bitch
I write the type of shit that make theaters open curtains
I'm fearless and outspoken
They had fear as I wrote shit
Pen so potent you'd think the ink was potion
Champagne flutes over-filled just for toasting
Haven't seen a run like this, Jesse Owens
Always talking money motha f*cker you should show it
Thought the crowd knew your words but nigga we ain't know it
185 on the highway thinking crime pays switching lanes you better know
Reminiscing on the way the times changes Sitting sideways on a high you better know
Everyday is Friday, ask for name
What the sign say
You better know
You better know
You better know
You better know
You better know
You better know
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh
You better know