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Dont Know Me Video (MV)




Performed By: K11
Language: English
Length: 2:40
Written by: Ja'Kel Woodard




K11 - Dont Know Me Lyrics
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We bring in that cash
Just me and the brodies
Niggas they trippin'
I told em' go watch on they homie
These niggas don't know me
I don't care what he talkin' bout
Ain't believing no talkin'
No you gotta show me
Said they lookin' for me
They must not be lookin' too hard
I be where the dough be
It ain't much you can do my baby
Picking my head up I'm stepping
I got some big shoes my baby
She ask if I love her I told her I don't have a clue no baby
Getting money I need me some more
This ain't nothing new no baby
This shit be my hobby
I steady be talkin' my shitPoppin my shit Flossin my shit
My heart too cold need a doc in this bitch
I ain't f*ckin' with you you niggas ain't tryna get rich
Made for this shit I was bound to be him
Bro lobbing this shit now I'm breaking the rim
We bring in that cash
Just me and the brodies
Niggas they trippin'
I told em' go watch on they homie
These niggas don't know me
I don't care what he talkin' bout
Ain't believing no talkin'
No you gotta show me
Said they lookin' for me
They must not be lookin' too hard
I be where the dough be
You already know that
I f*ck on his bitch No he can't get his hoe back
Good gas what I'm smokin' You know imma roll that
This bitch talkin' dirty Think she finna throw that
Leave me alone
Don't wanna talk No I can not pick up the phone
And I promise I'm on
Told mama don't worry Yo' boy he staying so strong
Get that money I don't gotta flex
Yeah I promise I'm coming up next
Ain't nobody better
Get put to the test
She said that she like how I dress
I'm taking her back to the crib
And she making a mess
And I peep they don't like how I flex
They know that I been number one
Like f*ck all the rest
Double cup double up pour up that henny
I don't really drink but f*ck it I'm lit
You the type that's gon' chase the bitch
But K ain't chasing no hoe no that's not it
I'm winning you winning you hating you make no sense
Yeah I swear that I hate that shit
I'm eating a five star meal with a five star bitch
It ain't getting no better then this
We bring in that cash
Just me and the brodies
Niggas they trippin'
I told em' go watch on they homie
These niggas don't know me
I don't care what he talkin' bout
Ain't believing no talkin'
No you gotta show me
Said they lookin' for me
They must not be lookin' too hard
I be where the dough be
We bring in that cash
Just me and the brodies
Niggas they trippin'
I told em' go watch on they homie
These niggas don't know me
I don't care what he talkin' bout
Ain't believing no talkin'
No you gotta show me
Said they lookin' for me
They must not be lookin' too hard
I be where the dough be
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We bring in that cash
Just me and the brodies
Niggas they trippin'
I told em' go watch on they homie
These niggas don't know me
I don't care what he talkin' bout
Ain't believing no talkin'
No you gotta show me
Said they lookin' for me
They must not be lookin' too hard
I be where the dough be
It ain't much you can do my baby
Picking my head up I'm stepping
I got some big shoes my baby
She ask if I love her I told her I don't have a clue no baby
Getting money I need me some more
This ain't nothing new no baby
This shit be my hobby
I steady be talkin' my shitPoppin my shit Flossin my shit
My heart too cold need a doc in this bitch
I ain't f*ckin' with you you niggas ain't tryna get rich
Made for this shit I was bound to be him
Bro lobbing this shit now I'm breaking the rim
We bring in that cash
Just me and the brodies
Niggas they trippin'
I told em' go watch on they homie
These niggas don't know me
I don't care what he talkin' bout
Ain't believing no talkin'
No you gotta show me
Said they lookin' for me
They must not be lookin' too hard
I be where the dough be
You already know that
I f*ck on his bitch No he can't get his hoe back
Good gas what I'm smokin' You know imma roll that
This bitch talkin' dirty Think she finna throw that
Leave me alone
Don't wanna talk No I can not pick up the phone
And I promise I'm on
Told mama don't worry Yo' boy he staying so strong
Get that money I don't gotta flex
Yeah I promise I'm coming up next
Ain't nobody better
Get put to the test
She said that she like how I dress
I'm taking her back to the crib
And she making a mess
And I peep they don't like how I flex
They know that I been number one
Like f*ck all the rest
Double cup double up pour up that henny
I don't really drink but f*ck it I'm lit
You the type that's gon' chase the bitch
But K ain't chasing no hoe no that's not it
I'm winning you winning you hating you make no sense
Yeah I swear that I hate that shit
I'm eating a five star meal with a five star bitch
It ain't getting no better then this
We bring in that cash
Just me and the brodies
Niggas they trippin'
I told em' go watch on they homie
These niggas don't know me
I don't care what he talkin' bout
Ain't believing no talkin'
No you gotta show me
Said they lookin' for me
They must not be lookin' too hard
I be where the dough be
We bring in that cash
Just me and the brodies
Niggas they trippin'
I told em' go watch on they homie
These niggas don't know me
I don't care what he talkin' bout
Ain't believing no talkin'
No you gotta show me
Said they lookin' for me
They must not be lookin' too hard
I be where the dough be
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Writer: Ja'Kel Woodard
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