T-WAYNE - You Know What It Is lyrics

rate me

Lately I've been trying to stop lying

But I be lying if I said that I wasn't blinded by that ass girl

And I would go to hell as well if I say you didn't smell like Victoria's secret when you pass girl

And that plain skirt you got on let's a n-gga know that you just might have some class girl

So you gotta have you some brain

And with all due respect you gotta pass it to Pain

Gots to pass it to Wayne

And Wayne past holding he pass you to Mack Maine

Or I can take you Solo for Dolo

Have you getting out of the Lambourghini in slow Mo

But I ain't trying to butter you up

I'm trying to f-ck you in the kitchen let me butter you up

Where's my manners, which one you like

Butter or syrup?

Let me show you what miss butter is worth.

Ohhhh, what it is,

Baby don't act stupid (ohhh noooo)

Come on now let's do this

Got the waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse

And she already know what it is

Baby your so perfect

So I know I'm bout merk it

Got the waist of a wasp and the ass of a horse

And she already know what it is

Shorty want a real n-gga

Construction have Weezy I'm a deal with her

She be my meal after I have a meal with her

Then I deal with her

Now won't ya shake like a dog

Hop like a frog

Ride it like a horse

Scream, holla till ya lose your voice

Promise I know how to love, know what to do with ya heart

Shorty you so much of a target I hit you with a dart

Ooh bullseye baby, ooh ayy baby

Can I stick my finger in your apple pie baby

Now I know everybody want a piece of pie

But you know that they ain't greedy as I

Now won't you do it like I told you

Send a pic I download it

Cause I promise in my sidekick you got your own folder

If you keep f-cking with me you gon get your own chauffeur

First put your legs on my shoulders

Now usually I don't go to hole first night with a girl on the very first night

But you got to

Supposed to be a n-gga's wife

And technically I don't believe in falling in love

If the love don't, don't even love

So with you I'm gon be giving love yeah

And really I don't be calling out like that no more less it's a shot

But you only go to the top

Now whatcha, whatcha think about that

Whatcha think about that

Whatcha think about that

Whatcha think about that