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I'm Down (feat. K'vaughn) Video (MV)




Performed By: Saca
Language: English
Length: 3:05
Written by: Joey Casey, Kevin Taongan




Saca - I'm Down (feat. K'vaughn) Lyrics




What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
Bring it back, you got lots of that
Can you make that ass go 'round
I'll bring you stacks, I got lots of cash
Can you make that ass go 'round

What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
Goin' 'round, you own the town
Go show 'em how you ball out
Strike 'em out, go psych 'em out
You be risin' up the whole crowd
Break it down, then roll it 'round
Go put it up to your mouth
All that, you got all that
Pussy, money, weed, got all that
Gimme yo number, I'ma call that
They waste yo time, they stall that
You got lots of shit to fall back on
I'm try'na go big, so I ball at dawn
You only live once so shake that shit
If I pass the blunt would you take that hit

What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
Bring it back, you got lots of that
Can you make that ass go 'round
I'll bring you stacks, I got lots of cash
Can you make that ass go 'round

Cashin' all the checks, then I'm goin' straight into the club
Diamonds on my neck, flexin' on them bitches in the pub
Coca-cola and some Henny in the cup
Saw a honey lookin' at me, yeah she goin' for the dub
So what's your name, what's your sign, where your homie at
She in the zone, gotta blame it on the cogniac
She wanna f*ck me so I take her to my Tesla
You can bring your girl cos' I feel a little extra
Cop that, yeah I gotta cop that
Ass fat, yeah I gotta pop that
F*ck that pussy till she pass out
I'ma make it smile like I'm a class clown
So I shut the lights off and turn the speakers on
Now you gotta drop down and get your eagle on
Sittin' in the front row, like I'm on the guest list
She puttin' on a great show, I don't need a Netflix account

What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
Bring it back, you got lots of that
Can you make that ass go 'round
I'll bring you stacks, I got lots of cash
Can you make that ass go 'round

Clap, clap, clap that ass, make it nasty
Damn, you know I love it when you actin' so sassy
You walked in the club, I thought you was Cassie
Everything good, and you lookin' so fancy
Yeah, you look nice
These melodies like a hook, right
Punchline like a right hook
I'ma cum inside for your nice looks

What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
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What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
Bring it back, you got lots of that
Can you make that ass go 'round
I'll bring you stacks, I got lots of cash
Can you make that ass go 'round

What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
Goin' 'round, you own the town
Go show 'em how you ball out
Strike 'em out, go psych 'em out
You be risin' up the whole crowd
Break it down, then roll it 'round
Go put it up to your mouth
All that, you got all that
Pussy, money, weed, got all that
Gimme yo number, I'ma call that
They waste yo time, they stall that
You got lots of shit to fall back on
I'm try'na go big, so I ball at dawn
You only live once so shake that shit
If I pass the blunt would you take that hit

What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
Bring it back, you got lots of that
Can you make that ass go 'round
I'll bring you stacks, I got lots of cash
Can you make that ass go 'round

Cashin' all the checks, then I'm goin' straight into the club
Diamonds on my neck, flexin' on them bitches in the pub
Coca-cola and some Henny in the cup
Saw a honey lookin' at me, yeah she goin' for the dub
So what's your name, what's your sign, where your homie at
She in the zone, gotta blame it on the cogniac
She wanna f*ck me so I take her to my Tesla
You can bring your girl cos' I feel a little extra
Cop that, yeah I gotta cop that
Ass fat, yeah I gotta pop that
F*ck that pussy till she pass out
I'ma make it smile like I'm a class clown
So I shut the lights off and turn the speakers on
Now you gotta drop down and get your eagle on
Sittin' in the front row, like I'm on the guest list
She puttin' on a great show, I don't need a Netflix account

What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
Bring it back, you got lots of that
Can you make that ass go 'round
I'll bring you stacks, I got lots of cash
Can you make that ass go 'round

Clap, clap, clap that ass, make it nasty
Damn, you know I love it when you actin' so sassy
You walked in the club, I thought you was Cassie
Everything good, and you lookin' so fancy
Yeah, you look nice
These melodies like a hook, right
Punchline like a right hook
I'ma cum inside for your nice looks

What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
What goes around, must come around
So you already know I'm down
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Joey Casey, Kevin Taongan
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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