Tell U That
DCR the gang
But I don't gotta tell you that
You know you look good
(Girl you know you fine)
But I don't gotta tell you that (No)
'Cause I know you hear it all the time
Oh!
But I don't gotta tell you that
You know you look good
(Girl you know you fine)
But I don't gotta tell you that (No)
'Cause I know you hear it all the time
I-I-I gotta know
Why you creepin' movin' all slow
Look-Lookin' scared through the window boutta hit the door
Through the peephole aimed low
Bullets in a stupid hoe
As above, so below
I'mma let the blood flow
Like that pain stained with the gat
Nails imbedded in a 3-foot bat
Pu-Pu-Pull up to the place where you always you shop at
Hold up Imma switch up the format
Lo-Lo-Locked up with tight holds yeah you might though
Puttin' up a fight, this knife though is so cold
No-No one can relax no I can't be controlled
You will take this pain away your story retold
I don't really even try to speak
Knowin' full well it'll be held against me
You look-You look good like that
But I ain't trynna chit chat, and that's fact
But I don't gotta tell you that
You know you look good
(Girl you know you fine)
But I don't gotta tell you that (No)
'Cause I know you hear it all the time
But I don't gotta tell you that
You know you look good
(Girl you know you fine)
But I don't gotta tell you that (No)
'Cause I know you hear it all the time
But I don't gotta tell you that
You know you look good
(Girl you know you fine)
But I don't gotta tell you that (No)
'Cause I know you hear it all the time
Oh!
But I don't gotta tell you that
You know you look good
(Girl you know you fine)
But I don't gotta tell you that (No)
'Cause I know you hear it all the time
I-I-I gotta know
Why you creepin' movin' all slow
Look-Lookin' scared through the window boutta hit the door
Through the peephole aimed low
Bullets in a stupid hoe
As above, so below
I'mma let the blood flow
Like that pain stained with the gat
Nails imbedded in a 3-foot bat
Pu-Pu-Pull up to the place where you always you shop at
Hold up Imma switch up the format
Lo-Lo-Locked up with tight holds yeah you might though
Puttin' up a fight, this knife though is so cold
No-No one can relax no I can't be controlled
You will take this pain away your story retold
I don't really even try to speak
Knowin' full well it'll be held against me
You look-You look good like that
But I ain't trynna chit chat, and that's fact
But I don't gotta tell you that
You know you look good
(Girl you know you fine)
But I don't gotta tell you that (No)
'Cause I know you hear it all the time
But I don't gotta tell you that
You know you look good
(Girl you know you fine)
But I don't gotta tell you that (No)
'Cause I know you hear it all the time
Credits
Writer(s): Oh Gasm!
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