Nyne West - Uppercut ft. Red Cafe lyrics

rate me

You got a hell of a jam, but I got a hell of a uppercut

I can knock you out like pow,

Bet that could shut you up

Say hoe, say hoe, say hoe, ah

K.O. K. hoe, K.O.

Ah, bitches know they turn but baby I’m next

And I’m out for the blood like a …

Just the way you flexing make any hoe vex

I’m bout my money, I hustle, cut the check

3 knocks on the door, baby I’m here

No fog cloud in my eyes, my vision’s clear

I’m riding shotgun but does stay on the rear

Just in case the next bitch tries to come near

I’m murdering every competition like I’m hunting deer

And I’m …pussy niggers like a …

I got it on live, so call me miss Smith

I’m reconstructing this bitch like a face lift

Cause they were never on my level

I bury these bitches just hand me the shovel

Talking about me going … some trouble

Do my own stunts, I don’t need no doubles

You got a hell of a jam, but I got a hell of a uppercut

I can knock you out like pow,

Bet that could shut you up

Say hoe, say hoe, say hoe, ah

K.O. K. hoe, K.O.

Ah, I’m on the top like king kong

Can’t feel about that like ping pong

So when the bell boy go ring-ding-dong

Throw your sets up mammy, it’s game on

I go harder than …

… still can’t see me

I’ma make the shit clearer than the Asian …

You could get it anywhere in 3d

I’m real, no plastic,

Rubber band booty, pop like elastic

Tell any bad bitch she could get it

I make the best chick hit the exit real quick

And that’s kiss, muah, au revoir bitches so long

Hello Johanna Doe, hit drama, put tags on the toes

You got a hell of a jam, bet I could fuck you up

The 4 pound of k pow, bet that will shut you up

Fuck hoes, get dough, fuck hoes

Fuck hoes, get dough, fuck hoes

So fly like air mail, I’m heading out

Tell that nigger feel well

Let the … on the champagne shoot

Lay it off the coop, in other words, no roof

Boss all from the … burrow

Put your head to my head like we huddle

Yeah, I got juice no jam

My life is a movie, we don’t need no films

Damn, I’m Will Smith, kiss, muah

Cafe … she wanna come my domain, what else

She know I’m playing with dough main, what else

Yeah I can iPhone off, I’m in the…y’all getting hold off

On the race track, hundred k on a donkey

Kill yourself, acting like you don’t want me

You got a hell of a jam, but I got a hell of a uppercut

I can knock you out like pow,

Bet that could shut you up

Say hoe, say hoe, say hoe, ah

K.O. K. hoe, K.O.

You got a hell of a jam, bet I could fuck you up

The 4 pound of k pow, bet that will shut you up

Fuck hoes, get dough, fuck hoes

Fuck hoes, get dough, fuck hoes

Fuck hoes, get dough, fuck hoes.

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