PeeWee Longway - Know Bout Me (feat. Young Thug & Offset) | Текст песни

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• PeeWee Longway
• Know Bout Me (feat. Young Thug & Offset)

[PeeWee Longway - Chorus]
Bet a nigga don't know about me fore I leave this bitch
Bet a nigga don't know about me fore I leave this bitch
Bet a nigga don't know about me fore I leave this bitch
Bet a nigga don't know about me fore I leave this bitch
I'm dressin' in too much designer
Cavalli, Cavalli, Cavalli, Cavalli
I'm dressin' in too much designer
Cavalli, Cavalli, Cavalli, Cavalli
I'm dressin' in too much designer
Cavalli, Cavalli, Cavalli, Cavalli
The VVS cover my body, my body
My body, my body, my body

[Verse 1: PeeWee Longway]
They thinkin' they seen the Big Dipper
A ho on my arm, they seen the aristofa
Versace Versace my body, they thinkin' they've seen big Christopher Wallace
I'm PeeWee Longway, I'm dressed in Cavalli
I put the deezay in OG and bossi
I keep it crippin', I'm blue than rossi's
Holla at my bitch if I still catchin' bodies
How many makin' this Longway to top it
I keep the food like I'm shoppin' with Tropicana
Trappin' hella trapaholic choppaholic
I keep that toolie doubled up with ammo
They callin' me John Dillinger a Rambo
You actin' like Sosa they move when I say so
On my command they let the AK go
Dressed in Cavalli, cruising in a Ghost
Fingerin sassy motherfucker doin the move
Tell him get bricks on the boat
Damn I just hit him with 2 antidotes
Damn I just hit him with 2 and I go
I told the bitch that she gorgeous
Just a lil some to do when I get bored
Pourin' and pourin', pourin' and pourin'
Sippin' and spinnin', fucked up my Cavalli

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
Niggas stuntin' man they rollin VVS's in here, Young Thug still in the lobby
Still got heart, we ain't bout the codeine, might convince you young nigga speakin'
I'm bout it like Tyson, my Camaro nitrous
I know these young niggas wanna take it from me
Ballin' like Tommy and not even told me
I shoot 'em in they tummy
Nigga trappin', nigga trappin'
Nigga run a nigga spot layin' everything down lay it down
Then we go smell it
Nigga kill you by the ounce, nigga merk you by the pound
Jump out the e-bay
They heard I got bands and they rushin from every damn state
I ain't good with bands, I'm wastin' my bands
They know I can pull it, sweepstakes
Thugga can provide it late
I do not sell nothing late
She came with bitch by the states
I buy her minks like I'm 8
I bet a nigga gon notice I'm fucked up before I leave out of this bitch
YSL, NBA, fire on fire
You lil bitted bitch you ain't lit

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Offset]
Giuseppe steady clean up then I'm ready
Drippin' VVS's on that Cuban necklace
Came up on a hundred, that made advancement
Niggas hatin' on me, keep the Smith 'n' Wesson
White Louis, who got that Slim Shady?
Old season clothes nigga you outdated
Hurricane wrist like I broke a levy
Entertaining yo bitch like I'm Cedric
Panorama, my 9-11
Somebody call the paramedics
Bend a ho over like Teddy
Piss on your bitch like R. Kelly
I'm rollin', no Kelly
Lunatic nigga, but I am no Nelly
Handcuff Ferragamo I just got arrested
Givenchy Khaki red loafers, spaghetti
I'mma startin' to rich and I'm famous, my bitch come from over they don't speak our language
Nothing like poetry, double G's on me
Migo the army, American Gangster
Got the Offset swerving patient
Louis gooey Jimmy Chooey combination
Rick James in the 80's
Draw the fever whippin' white Katy
Cold diamonds in the frigerator

[Chorus]