Dey Know (Remix)
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| "Dey Know (Remix)" |
| N/A |
| Artist |
| Shawty Lo |
| Featuring |
| Ludacris, Young Jeezy, Plies & Lil Wayne |
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Shawty Lo
Yeah, Shawty Lo and the Big Cats
It's the remix, so bring ya top hat, eh?
What ya talkin' bout? It's L-O
I rap now, it's rap skizzo
Thirty bands, fo shizzo
Eight ball's same price as the kilo
I'm a boss, handle My B.I.
And I got them same kinda guns like T.I.
See I, been that way since knee high
Real dope boy so you know I Trap or Dizzi
No lizzi, I'm hizzi
Like Kells I believe I can flizzi
And yeah, I'll see you later
Big ups to all my haters!
Ludacris
Guard your woman, dawg, or I'll take her
You'll hear her scream from College Park to Decatur
I was a snotty nose, with no paper
Now my crib's sittin' on 22 acres (Woooo!)
Get it right fool, I gets money (Yep)
If you think Luda's, not filthy you's a dummy (Yep)
I was allergic to the roof on the Cutty (What you'd do?)
So I took the top off like a Playboy Bunny (What up, Hef?)
Catch me pimpin' in a robe and some slippers (Oh!)
Ridin down 85 while I'm stuntin' on my Gixer
Mouth full of swishers or ridin' with ya sister (Woo!)
And six David Beckhams or a trunk full of kickers (Ha ha ha)
Take a picture of the mister it'll last long
And these haters get stretched out like a bad thong
So partner mash on or get mashed up
Think you can fuck with Luda? Then put a million of your cash up! (Hi)
Chorus
L-O L-O Dey know dey know
Young Jeezy
I'm in my cool whip inside's jello *
Hop up out that pretty muthafucka like, "Hello" (Hello)
Hello ladies, how you doin?
"Dat nigga crazy girl, don't say nothin' to him" (Ha ha)
Dey know, dey know, got white, low low
Rob who? Take What? (gun cocks) Hello!
They know I give a fuck about them haterz (Nope)
Young Jizzle, been gettin' paper (Yeeeaaaahhh)
Red wheels on the coupe Life Savors
Hit the club with 20 broads like Flavor
I'm on the top floor, (floor) no neighbors
Who you kiddin? I get my Eighty7s tailored
Plies
Went from two [_____ ?] to a Mazarrati
First rap check bought choppers for everybody
Before they know what's under my shirt, the glock 40
Get 25 a show, next month I want 40
Born a real nigga, but I'm a die a goon
Just bought a new chopper, gonna use it real soon
Got the streets on lock homie, I can't lose
Put me anywhere: I'm the realest nigga in the room
Take a look at me, I'm what you call street approved
Got a lot haters, but even more tools
I play dumb homie, but never been a fool
Cut my dog off, I heard he's snitchin' too
Chorus
L-O L-O Dey know dey know
Lil' Wayne
Ha! Now what I look like?
And if it ain't money, then I don't look right
And that don't sound right
I swear, you can get a full clip not a sound bite
Su-Woo gang
And if you ain't with it, then you in the food chain
I'm in that wide body, I'm a need two lanes
Blue Seats, white paint, wetter than new rain
Like a white person, with blue veins
I keep a black glock, red dot, blue flame
Feet hanging out the window, jock my shoe game
Cause all my kicks fly like Liu Kang
Old player, new game
I'm focused, I'm thinking like I got two brains
I'm in my prime, I feel like a new Wayne
How come there is two women but ain't no two Waynes?
I don't know what you do, but I do thangs
It's Mr. Every-Time-You-See-Me-Got-A-New-Chain
My flow crazy, I ain't too sane
But I am big shit and they just poop stains
Chorus
L-O L-O Dey know dey know
Shawty Lo Man
