BIG K.R.I.T.

BIG K.R.I.T. - My Sub (part II) lyrics

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[Hook]

I still got my sub ho (ho)

I still got my sub ho (ho)

I still got my sub ho (ho)

I still got my sub ho (ho)

I still got my sub ho (ho)

I still got my sub ho (ho)

I still let my trunk knock til the tape pop

My rims chop chop while my bass knock

(Nigga wut?)

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?)

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?)

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?)

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)

I done cut up my bang and shook up the stars (Nigga wut?)

(Nigga wut?) (Shook up the stars)

[Verse 1:]

Young Krizzle I'm back again

Old school and I'm backin' out

Country boy still rep that rep that

Hit the bass and I'm actin' out

On the ave with a bad bitch stackin' clouds

Show a pimp what that ass about

In the parkin' lot deep while the whole world sleep

Pourin out hennessy 'til I'm passin' out

Gotta keep my eyes open cause I heard that five scopin'

For the car with the big ass sub and the top chopped off, so I drive slowly

Fuckin' bangin' in the back wood like a lac' should with the lights bright, windows tinted

Stopped at the gas station for a bag of chips

A fountain drink and some peppermints just to freshen up

Shawty say she down to fuck

But we gotta make a move cause it's after 2

And her man is the type to bust, she frightened of em' but I ain't though

Now she wonder what she came for

But I ain't trippin' no place, I ain't even gonna flip

Over another nigga bitch, move over to the next

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]

(I still got my sub ho) jammin' on that drug flow

King Kong's in my trunk, in a fight with my thump, better let my sub go

Shawty in the front seat proceed to get high as fuck

She ain't worried 'bout her man no more

Hell, he don't know how to treat his ho

That nigga never ever slam no doors

I thought I saw some light but I'm trippin'

I gotta bust this right 'fore I miss it

I hit the super 8 because it's super late and she know the way and I dig it

All in my ear, have no fear, says she wanna fuck with me

Well, I told 'er that's all good while she grip my wood but a pimp don't fuck for free

She laughed and answered her phone, I swear it's 3 in the morn'

Like who could that be, she looked at me like he won't leave me alone

Well thats a damn shame, he don't know my name and I ain't got no time wit' yo folks

Lets just get this room and do what we do and be up out this thang around 4

[Hook]

I still got my sub ho

[Outro]

KRIT: Yo Shawty, just lock my door and get out

GIRL: Alright baby, I got you

KRIT: Aye Wally, what's good boy?

GIRL: You always on your phone

KRIT: Boy, I'm at this Super 8 right across the street from where you live at boy

WALLY: Thats what it is man

KRIT: Yeah man, this shit bout to go down man, shawty bad as fuck

WALLY: Aye man, Just be careful out there man

KRIT: Yea I'm play it same man, Don't worry bout it man. For real, I got you. Aye aye hold on

JACKER: Boom, motherfucker

GIRL: I thought ya'll said ya'll wasn't gone hurt him

JACKER: Bitch, shut the fuck up

JACKER: Open the trunk. Lets get this motherfucker sub

Last night my DJ saved my life

Last night my DJ saved my life

Last night my DJ saved my life

Last night my DJ saved my life

My life, my life

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