3rd Flo
3rd Flo - Why U Knockin' Me songtekst
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Who Is It? Who Is It? Dem Heizman Booooyyyzz My flows on point My clothes on point My hoes on point Bank rolls on point So why u knockin me? Why U Knockin' me? Bitch who r u? nobody, Who r u? nobody So why u knockin me? Why U Knockin' me? Do u know who i am? (cap) Do u know wat i stand fo'? Legs kinda strong but i still cant stand hoes Whip open up 4rm da top like a can hoe Cheese well put like magic so they call my ass orlando Girls in defferent sizes, defferent colors cant u tell this? Seem all togetha u might thank they look like trail mix See me ridin clean so they hate, com and see me haterz Freewheels got dem 26's lookin like som CD Players Fuck Wat u bout' boy, fuck wat u finna do' I make this money spit out paper like a printer do He so fresh, but he do it so easy And he's forces so white, he must of bought dem hoes 4rm jeezy (Yeaaa) Haterz rockin' stunna shades at night, yall cant see me Poppin' off well have ya burnt, like a blank CD Im pimpin', grab yo women Cuz they timtin, on a mission 2 get in a playas limit, did i 4get 2 menchin dat? My flows on point My clothes on point My hoes on point Bank rolls on point So why u knockin me? Why U Knockin' me? Bitch who r u? nobody, Who r u? nobody So why u knockin me? Why U Knockin' me? Naw naw niggas tryin 2 knock my flo' Fuck that shit, bout' 2 grab my fo' Chain on my neck got a bitch on pros In da club every night i make it rain on hoe Yea my clothes on point, bank rolls on point Shawty got me hard so my dick on point I got her 2 da crib and best believe she had dat don on point So Nigga were it is (Shit) My nigga were it aint I spent my time 2 grind, u spent ur time 2 hate Datz why im stackin bread, u steady buyin bread U see me shinin' hoe, it aint 4rm stitin' on my ass So get ur shit 2getha and nigga make sum moves U tryin 2 be a thug, bro u should of stayed in skool I let my haterz be my motivaterz, risin like a escalater Stayin on that hustle, caught dat nigga paper chasin Money makin, nigga stackin paper, flow and pot Rollin in da finest whip, stayin wit da badest dimes So why u knockin on my game wit ur hatin ass Im stayin on da money like a paid man & pads My flows on point My clothes on point My hoes on point Bank rolls on point So why u knockin me? Why U Knockin' me? Bitch who r u? nobody, Who r u? nobody So why u knockin me? Why U Knockin' me? U be hatin in its evident Poppin Is a relavent Im strictly on some playa shit and fresher den a pepper mint All about da presidents Im only in a expensive shit Tha badest hoes, tha freshest clothes yea ya boy ecuiped wit it Yea ya boy growned up, still gotta sagin problem Bank rolls got my back pocket like a apple bottem Yea she got a apple bottem, and da bitch is choosin me She alwayz tellin me da freaky shit she wanna do 2 me All i can do its me, Im da man, Im da best Gotta clean up after me thats how i know my flows a mess Tha way im touchin people hard is like im playin open chest Still gettin money even do i aint seen a check Cuz i get money hoe, I spent money hoe But u (Bet U), Aint gettin money hoe And u (And U), Cant spend money hoe I i i i i i get cheese My flows on point My clothes on point My hoes on point Bank rolls on point So why u knockin me? Why U Knockin' me? Bitch who r u? nobody, Who r u? nobody So why u knockin me? Why U Knockin' me?