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dont know me - souq & khai1 lyrics

[intro: khai]
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
yuh, yuh, yuh

[chorus: khai]
if i was broke i’d do sum’ ’bout it, don’t know ’bout you (don’t know ’bout you)
man, you look too sad, try be yourself, try being you, uh (try being you)
i was down bad doing all kinda drugs, poppin’ blues, yuh (poppin’ blues, yuh)
skrrt off in a black whip, money kinda feelin’ like bruce, yuh
i had to turn yo’ music off, you sound so fat just like druski (like druski)
man, i got tired of these hoes so much, i might just find me a new b*tch (find me a new b*tch)

[verse: khai]
yuh, skrrt off in the maybach in the ’95, then i floor it
ten toes, we gon’ pull up, i’m sendin’ shots like kobe
chains off, we gon’ take his sh*t, we gon’ take his sh*t if he owe me
what the f*ck? you just dapped me up, blow our cool or sum’ like you know me
talk down on the kid now, wе done pulled up, and they frozе, b
bl!ck out, got my bl!ck out, when i pull up, and they talk to me
bl!ck told me, sh*t, don’t know, sh*t, don’t know if they show bl!cks

[verse: souq]
(uh, uh)
(huh, huh, huh)
lil’ bih fat, like jidion (on god)
huh, told a lil’ bih get her titties out (uh*huh)
huh, and i got a glock wit’ a fifty round, boy
f*ck around wit’ me, boy, you get sprayed (get sprayed, huh)
i don’t f*ck wit’ these lil boys, these boys gay (these boys gay, huh)
uppin’ that chop’, put that sh*t to his face
run to the racks, like that lil’ sh*t a race (lil’ sh*t a race, b*tch)
uh, yuh, rockin’ them denim tears shorts (on god)
juggin’ that boy, that sh*t be a sport
ho* hop in that trackhawk, b*tch, no porsche
ain’t no cayenne, b*tch
a* all these racks, could buy a b*tch, huh
told that lil’ boy ‘you don’t know me’
po* pour two fours like kobe
pockets fat, they obese (lil’ bih, on god)
yuh, five racks, skinny jeans, that sh*t tough
fu* f*ckin’ these, hoes i cannot uh* (cannot, uh)
[chorus: khai]
if i was broke i’d do sum’ ’bout it, don’t know ’bout you (don’t know ’bout you)
man, you look too sad, try be yourself, try being you (try being you)
i was down bad doing all kinda drugs, poppin’ blues, yuh (poppin’ blues, yuh)
skrrt off in a black whip, money kinda feelin’ like bruce, yuh
i had to turn yo’ music off, you sound so fat just like druski (like druski)
man, i got tired of these hoes so much, i might just find me a new b*tch (find me a new b*tch)

- souq khai1 lyrics

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