Knock Knock

Lyrics

I'm right outside your crib
 Yo, I'mma come through
 Send me your door number
 Hit me back
 Oh I see it right there, I see it
 I'll be through in a minute, get at me
 Word
 Go visit my cousin right quick
 He always told me, if you need anything fam, just take it yo
 I could go tonight, I know he not home
 So
 Knock Knock
 Menacing, cousin Villain, let myself in
 Only need a stick of butter, cheese
 And some some vitamin D
 Double O-M, as in 'mescaline'
 Hang the hat on steez, the gentleman's testament
 The rest been sold and told like the book of Evangel
 I'mma hold the DVD, I ain't seen Scandal
 A handful IOU
 Won't miss a brew, or two, or six
 Torture the lyrics, mics and crucifix
 Fresh new kicks, I would put 'em on 'cept
 Them shoes always hurt my corn
 Might as well return his young shirt was war torn
 Got you on the track with the horn, word is bond
 I see you when you gone to the next event (Represent)
 Get paid, big cuz Villain message sent
 ♪
 Nah, I'm just sayin', I'm there, right then, right here
 Yeah, but look at how I'm comin' you know?
 Yeah, that's right
 Got a few drinks and everything in the house, so
 Come on, let's go, right here, right now
 Yo, damn, why my dog lost?
 Crazy, man
 Yeah, turn the keys then amnesia
 Scent of reefer
 Missing a few beers from the freezer (Oh well)
 Distract from the cheeks in her jeans, bruh (Damn)
 Told to have a seat or I could be one (Huh)
 The fever, Madlib single like a DJuh
 Fling with get the pockets on keebla
 From the cantina
 Slip cheetahs off her heels like Queen Sheba
 Still sip Seagram in the plastic cup, I hit the Wheaties
 Case without the DVD, stuck watchin' TV (The fuck?)
 Roll the freebie, then get blown
 Tryna touch down, when in the friend zone (Let me hit that)
 Unchecked sent texts and missed calls
 Explains the unwashed diss left from locked doors
 Told her she got to twerk to get gone
 Still a jerk like when you hold the Tec wrong, blah
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 Uh
 Yeah
 Uh
 Why? Uh
 Wolf, get that whole car pulled
 Push, Joe Barnes broke bully on the boulevard
 Shook like white sugar with her clothes off
 And cook like white bricks for the fix
 This the bogart
 Coke barns like a foot
 It's a boat broke
 Tryna flow with the fish
 You a big dish, fuck a big them
 My nigga, you's a kids meal
 Mickey D's and a hook
 We shook grams out of hands, nigga
 Just dance MC Hammer in the pants, uh
 With a ten speed hemi on your bread, uh
 Like a big dream, mind like a Benz on La Brea
 Player, pay your friends, get it in Blu been in 'em
 Chris Benjamin Franklin's been gangsta
 With the good fuck, you's a hood anklet
 You's a cute chick
 You's a cute little chick, ain't ya?
 

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Song Details

Duration
04:45
Key
5
Tempo
99 BPM

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