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Prove Video (MV)




Performed By: K.A.I.D.
Length: 2:19
Written by: j j




K.A.I.D. - Prove Lyrics




What you got to prove to um (huh)
F*ck boys be rude to um (yea)
What you got to prove to um (huh)
F*ck boys be rude to um (yea)
Rackades and them back aches (what else)
Lets get it I'll give you (get it I'll give you)
Rackades and them back aches
Lets get it I'll give you (What's up)

Chang chang getting paid over here huh
Girl Im thirsty
Be yo n**ga
Be yo lover or yo plumber
I trying to hit it in the worst way
Girl where you going yo friends
Thinking that you hoe'n for all them things
A young n**ga buys you (You you)
They just presents I just really love yo presence
You running shit I'm lucky to be beside you
Business trip over let me come give you the business
Good knight for that booty I defend this
You learn some new tricks come perform for yo fitness
Fitness up in you
You know you tight (baby girl)
But our bond tighter
Girl I got the flame but you walk round with fire (hot hot)
Girl you working with that fire
I try to do the most I ain't bluffing when I get the go for that pussy (I'm a)
I'm a eat it like a tiger
We ain't got time to waste every sec worth something
You looking like the baddest of the bad & boujee (Huh)
But you ain't scared to twerk something
I see MAC on yo wine glass
A little tipsy with yo fine ass
Four play almost all day
You know how we make the time pass

What you got to prove to um (huh)
F*ck boys be rude to um (yea)
What you got to prove to um (huh)
F*ck boys be rude to um (yea)
Rackades and them back aches (what else)
Lets get it I'll give you (get it I'll give you)
Rackades and them back aches
Lets get it I'll give you (What's up)
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What you got to prove to um (huh)
F*ck boys be rude to um (yea)
What you got to prove to um (huh)
F*ck boys be rude to um (yea)
Rackades and them back aches (what else)
Lets get it I'll give you (get it I'll give you)
Rackades and them back aches
Lets get it I'll give you (What's up)

Chang chang getting paid over here huh
Girl Im thirsty
Be yo n**ga
Be yo lover or yo plumber
I trying to hit it in the worst way
Girl where you going yo friends
Thinking that you hoe'n for all them things
A young n**ga buys you (You you)
They just presents I just really love yo presence
You running shit I'm lucky to be beside you
Business trip over let me come give you the business
Good knight for that booty I defend this
You learn some new tricks come perform for yo fitness
Fitness up in you
You know you tight (baby girl)
But our bond tighter
Girl I got the flame but you walk round with fire (hot hot)
Girl you working with that fire
I try to do the most I ain't bluffing when I get the go for that pussy (I'm a)
I'm a eat it like a tiger
We ain't got time to waste every sec worth something
You looking like the baddest of the bad & boujee (Huh)
But you ain't scared to twerk something
I see MAC on yo wine glass
A little tipsy with yo fine ass
Four play almost all day
You know how we make the time pass

What you got to prove to um (huh)
F*ck boys be rude to um (yea)
What you got to prove to um (huh)
F*ck boys be rude to um (yea)
Rackades and them back aches (what else)
Lets get it I'll give you (get it I'll give you)
Rackades and them back aches
Lets get it I'll give you (What's up)
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Writer: j j
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