Tech N9ne

Tech N9ne - No K lyrics

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Ft. E-40 & Krizz Kaliko

(Verse: Tech N9ne)

No K? Just anoth' way me & my crew say, 'No way'

Or 'It's not okay' when I got the bottles pay

And sumebody ya don't know that wanna swallow say

'I don't got no grip but want a sip' No K

'Can I take yo blunt right to my lips?' No K

Broke ass always begging me that's No K

Ya don't understand then bitch, no way

See ya ballin', got to tell 'em, 'No K'

Lookin' like a money bag, smellin' Dolce

Hungry lookin' at ya like their feelin' Chipotle

All ya got to tell 'em, 'Run to hell and go play'

We flyin', ya tryin', to get a check, sit next to who's buyin'

She wanna sex a vet, neva request a net & luv Tech for Tech, but ya lyin'

Hey, and that's no K, get away & the bitch best obey

Tryin' to use sex to get yo way but the greed negated everything that ho say

And she played out like exposé, tryin' to get quality time like, 'Let's crochet'

Got me thinkin' of chinnin' sum' underhanded women but I neva hit a woman so I'mma fetch Solé

And Ginuwine said, 'That's no k' (Heh Heh Heh)

Sayin' if ya got ya hand out, stop ya damn mouth

Ain't none of my fault ya get low pay

So needy (Ha), I'm on Ace of Spades & ya J Roget

They wanna try & get whateva ya got

Wanna wear the chain & watch, I'ma say, 'No K'

(Hook: Krizz Kaliko)

No K, that's what I say when I don't really wanna

Say that it's all right (No, no, no)

No K, that's what I tell ya when I ain't just trynna

Talk to ya all night

(Noo ohh) Can't get my money

(Noo ohh) That's not okay

(Noo ohh) And I'm one hunnit

(Noo ohh) So I'ma tell ya that's no K

No K

(Verse 2: E-40)

No K! She my bitch but I ain't finna give her her none of my pay

No way, no how, no what? Bitch, I don't give a mufhafuck

It's paper ova pussy, P-O-P, celebrity get everything for free

If ya can't swim, ya gon' drown

Throw a bitch up in the air & break her 'fore she hit the ground

No K No K, No K No K, this ain't Broadway, no play

From the track, from the cage, from the soil, from the mud

Words hella hate, no luv

No suckers allowed in my camp & hell no, ya can't hit my weed ya tramp

Wanna stand on the stage? No K, ya can't

Ride on my bus? No K, ya can't

Why ya always got ya hand out? All ya do is pout like a woman

Grown man, act like niggas owe ya sumethin'

Habitual liar, always lyin' for nothin'

Start a lot of shit & be the first one runnin'

No K, prolly told on hella niggas in the game

Like Jose, AK, AK-47 to a nigga brain

Get him out the way

(Hook)

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