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Rich Homie Quan - You Know Lyrics

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Rich Homie Quan - You Know Lyrics




Hm, only thang you see is money man
Wise man told me that rich, Homie, Quan
True story everything I rap about
For real for real

I'm feeling myself but I'm so conceited
They sleeping on Homie they temperpedic
Get some flavour these niggas
But I'm so heated
Lil shawty feigning for Homie I
Know she need it
Lil shawty claim that she riding
I wanna see it
Lil shawty claim that she bout
It I wanna see it if I get locked up I know
My niggas gon' free me
My nigga London from London
We overseas with it
I don't want that freak bitch my
Nigga imma let he hit that
I don't keep no secrets cos all
My niggas know what's up
If you see what's up you know what's up
Four cups how we rolling up
Feeling like Dwight Howard with these hoes
How I'm posted up in the condo bitches you
Know mine the baddest
She don't like wear tennis shoes
All they drink classic
She gon' hold it down do whatever for daddy
And my lil bitch is that
Baddest lil nigga ain't bragging
I remember I was walking now
I got like 8 cars
Playing on the piano like a nigga Ray Charles
Been through a whole lotta
Shit nigga face scars
And that boy a TMZ I'll slap it from a hoe
And I know them folks ain't seeing me
Imma do it till im gone
Came a long way from apartments I
Done bought me first home
Came a long from them men now
All I smoke is strong
And I'm tryna do it big
O-o-o oh, boy I do it for my kid
I can't take back the shit I did
But it is what it is
Why that bitch pussy pink like a pig
I'm just tryna find the way I'm feeling
O-o-o oh, I got money to the ceiling
You must be deaf if you cannot hear this
My bool thang know that I love them piercings
I love that lil shawty style
That shit the weirdest
I'll be her medicine if she need healing
Think before you speak you sound silly
If I lose trial I'm gon' appeal it
No glasses you can't see me
I'm playing the piano like I'm Stevie

I bet you wondering what I'm taking

I just gotta bad bitch
She don't talk no English
And my car go real fast I
Hit that gas and I leave
And I'm scared of water but I'll
Rock your boat like Aaliyah
Shawty know that I won't ever go she
Know that I ain't gon leave her
I'm on a Michael Jackson beat it
I, promise to tell none of your secrets
And I, won't move unless you give me a reason
Promise I
Won't stop on her till I stop breathing
I got something that I wanna tell you but
I don't know how to say it
Cause when you come around I
Swear I get shocked
And I don't know how to play it
Hold me tight like we riding on a motorcycle
You give me life every time
I see your pretty face
Give me a night and I promise you'll
Wanna spend your every day with me
My niggas got my back
I know they'll do whatever
I be like a rat when
Niggas mention that cheddar
Like Usher I got it bad
I would've skeeted and chilled
You niggas, least cause
I, can't forget about T-buzz
Got a scar under my left eye
My pants be Dior i'm the only nigga in first
Class with my feet up
I just want the money like a crooked preacher
These niggas don't get it
Bullets adjust to your head
Nigga like a fitting
I'm drinking lean like I'm sick
How can I be broke when my first name Rich?
Homie, Quan gone
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English

Hm, only thang you see is money man
Wise man told me that rich, Homie, Quan
True story everything I rap about
For real for real

I'm feeling myself but I'm so conceited
They sleeping on Homie they temperpedic
Get some flavour these niggas
But I'm so heated
Lil shawty feigning for Homie I
Know she need it
Lil shawty claim that she riding
I wanna see it
Lil shawty claim that she bout
It I wanna see it if I get locked up I know
My niggas gon' free me
My nigga London from London
We overseas with it
I don't want that freak bitch my
Nigga imma let he hit that
I don't keep no secrets cos all
My niggas know what's up
If you see what's up you know what's up
Four cups how we rolling up
Feeling like Dwight Howard with these hoes
How I'm posted up in the condo bitches you
Know mine the baddest
She don't like wear tennis shoes
All they drink classic
She gon' hold it down do whatever for daddy
And my lil bitch is that
Baddest lil nigga ain't bragging
I remember I was walking now
I got like 8 cars
Playing on the piano like a nigga Ray Charles
Been through a whole lotta
Shit nigga face scars
And that boy a TMZ I'll slap it from a hoe
And I know them folks ain't seeing me
Imma do it till im gone
Came a long way from apartments I
Done bought me first home
Came a long from them men now
All I smoke is strong
And I'm tryna do it big
O-o-o oh, boy I do it for my kid
I can't take back the shit I did
But it is what it is
Why that bitch pussy pink like a pig
I'm just tryna find the way I'm feeling
O-o-o oh, I got money to the ceiling
You must be deaf if you cannot hear this
My bool thang know that I love them piercings
I love that lil shawty style
That shit the weirdest
I'll be her medicine if she need healing
Think before you speak you sound silly
If I lose trial I'm gon' appeal it
No glasses you can't see me
I'm playing the piano like I'm Stevie

I bet you wondering what I'm taking

I just gotta bad bitch
She don't talk no English
And my car go real fast I
Hit that gas and I leave
And I'm scared of water but I'll
Rock your boat like Aaliyah
Shawty know that I won't ever go she
Know that I ain't gon leave her
I'm on a Michael Jackson beat it
I, promise to tell none of your secrets
And I, won't move unless you give me a reason
Promise I
Won't stop on her till I stop breathing
I got something that I wanna tell you but
I don't know how to say it
Cause when you come around I
Swear I get shocked
And I don't know how to play it
Hold me tight like we riding on a motorcycle
You give me life every time
I see your pretty face
Give me a night and I promise you'll
Wanna spend your every day with me
My niggas got my back
I know they'll do whatever
I be like a rat when
Niggas mention that cheddar
Like Usher I got it bad
I would've skeeted and chilled
You niggas, least cause
I, can't forget about T-buzz
Got a scar under my left eye
My pants be Dior i'm the only nigga in first
Class with my feet up
I just want the money like a crooked preacher
These niggas don't get it
Bullets adjust to your head
Nigga like a fitting
I'm drinking lean like I'm sick
How can I be broke when my first name Rich?
Homie, Quan gone
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Writer: Robert Rihmeek Williams
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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Language: English
Written by: Robert Rihmeek Williams

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