I Know Songtext
von The Relativez

Woo-wee
I know you don′t love me
Every nigga should play this
This should be the nigga anthem
Yeah, we really got y'all now
We got y′all now
You punk bitch

Nigga, my name is Bennett 'cause I ain't in it
Conversation between me and homie′s bitches
Hoes gon′ be hoes and that's the way shit goes
Baby mamas, lil′ sisters, wives and foes
Let the game be exposed, develop and recede it

Fuck a seated, fuck on a bitch and complete it
Smokin' chronic, drinkin′ liquor with bitches
In one hour photos, takin' picture with bitches
Come on, homie, calm down, homie
After I fucked, the pussy got soggy, homie
You better check them hoes
Instead of lettin′ them hoes talk loud, abuse everything you own


It's a cardinal sin

Guarantee that she fuck once (Stupid)
She gon' fuck again
But on weak condition and it′s nothing a bitch can do

To knock Sugar Booga out of position

I know you don′t love me
You ain't the same when Sugar Booga′s in town
I know you don't love me
You ain′t the same when them bitches around
I know you don't love me
You doin′ bad but stay runnin' your mouth
Tryna run game on me, you dirt bitch
Knowin' goddamn well you knew I was a pimp
I know you don′t love me


Extra, extra, read all about it
The bitch runnin′ her mouth and I can live without it
But live without Big Wy, bitch, I doubt it
I'm high atmosphere and all my thoughts are clouded
Talkin′ shit like you're so strange
Get your jaw wired like a young Kanye
You listen to them bitches like you in a cult
But them bitches be around when I beat you to a pulp
Your lights is off, your rent is late
But you worried about what your ass gon′ wear on a date

All your games, I can see through them all
You stressed, blunt, black, smokin' bad, doin′ dog

See, that's your problem

Always think you can drink 'gnac like this pimpin′

You need to listen to something
Always tryna do what pimpin′ do
(Always tryna do what pimpin' do, that′s your motherfuckin' problem)
(Where your EBT card at, bitch?)

(Do somethin′)