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I Know (feat. Lil Wayne) - B.G.



     
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OkayFirst thing first and for me that's n's
I floss, so I know you gon' let me pimp Benz
If I want it, no matter the cost, I'll get it
It's mine, so I know you gon' let me spend itMy clique made it known, we 'bout havin' things
Sport diamonds, so I know you gon' let us bling
B.G.: shut it down when I come through
They say I'm wrong, but I know you gon' let me do what I doIf I got it, I ain't gon' hide it I show mine
I know you gon' respect it, I know you gon' let me shine
I know you ain't gon' step, I know you know I tote iron
Quick to bust, and I know you don' wan' die
You see eight Bentleys comin' on a late Sunday
I know you know that's Cash Money Millionaires comin'
We be layin' it down don't give a fuck, nigga
We're from uptown, so I know you gon' let us stunt, niggaHey
(Hey)
Hey
(Hey)
Hey (Hey)

Listen, listenI know you see the jewelry it's berserk and on shine
I know you see the bulge under the shirt don't try
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lockI know you see the Bentleys, the broads, the Dubs
I know you see the thugs you don't wanna see no blood
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lock
I know you bet' not open your mouth when I ride by
I know you know this Lex GS on shine
I spin through fast, wrist hangin' out the dropped Jag
Blindin' ya I know you gon' let me act badI know you gon' let me go off, let me show my ass
I know you gon' let me show off, make haters mad
Got game to make your wife cheat, give me head
Fuck your husband for Geezy I know you gon' break breadI know you clowns don't like it, gotta accept it
You don't, get wetted I know you gotta respect it
You don't want Geezy bringin' drama to your set'n'
I know you don't want sis, Mom, and daughter in black dressesPlease don't test me you do, it get hectic
I shoot for the head don't depend on vests
Now on the up and up I'm every bad bitch choice
Don't be mad, I know you gon' let me be a hot boyHey, hey, hey, heyI know you see the jewelry it's berserk and on shine
I know you see the bulge under the shirt don't try
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lockI know you see the Bentleys, the broads, the Dubs
I know you see the thugs you don't wanna see no blood
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lockHoes say I'm nasty I know you gon' let me slang wood
Say I changed I'm rich, I know you gon' let me be good
I'm the same ol' nigga I was when I was broke
Still beef, so I know you gon' let me tote my four-fourNow, you know what happened tried to play me like a hoe
We both can't live on this earth one of us gotta go
On the real, when it come to shinin', I'm nothin' nice
You'll be blinded, and I know you don't like when I wear iceI know you gon' let me burn, I'm H O T
I know you gon' let me be me that's B.G.
I know you gon' respect my clique, CMB
I know you don't want beef with Juv, Turk, and WheezyI know you don't wan' put your car next to Fresh or B
I know you ain't got the price like them, ten a-piece
I know you bet' stay in your place don't fuck with us
I know you ain't on our level 'cause we platinum plusHey, hey
(Hey)
Hey
(Hey)
Hey
(Hey, hey)I know you see the jewelry it's berserk and on shine
I know you see the bulge under the shirt don't try
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lockI know you see the Bentleys, the broads, the Dubs
I know you see the thugs you don't wanna see no blood
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lockI know you see the jewelry it's berserk and on shine
I know you see the bulge under the shirt don't try
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lockI know you see the Bentleys, the broads, the Dubs
I know you see the thugs you don't wanna see no blood
I know you people wishin' that one day we gon' stop
I know you recognize we got the game on lockLock, shop, bam, lock down
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B.G. (born Christopher Dorsey on September 3rd, 1980 in New Orleans, Louisiana) is an American rapper. Short for "Baby Gangsta" or "B. Gizzle", The rapper is often referred to as simply B.G.. Early life Christopher "Doogie" Dorsey was a normal kid growing up in the 13th Ward of New Orleans which is Uptown. In elementary school, young Dorsey rapped as a hobby. When Dorsey was 12, his father was murdered in a robbery, and young Dorsey drifted into street life. Dorsey began selling marijuana, cocaine, and eventually heroin — to which he later became addicted.

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