Bow Wow - Dont Know Bout That lyrics

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Bow Wow - Dont Know Bout That lyrics

I'm sayin', man, what you sayin', homie? Different weight cla**, you know, that's right I'm finna be one of them ones, you know what I'm sayin' About to move all these old rappers out the way 'Coz they just takin' up too much space, you heard It's time for new energy, man I got the whips, wheels, diamonds in my grill Money, *** and clothes, man, it's all a playa knows Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that Listen, you see the chain, you know my pedigree You know what it is when you dealin' with the letter B Dirty mad, *** stay mad at me, mad at me 'Coz they can't show they girls what I'ma let 'em see, let 'em see I'm leanin' on all these lil' bustas with some money I take they girl and I'm like Usher with the money Only difference is you ain't 'bout to see me, boo hoo I'm up in [Incomprehensible] lettin' it burn Singin', Girl, do you? I got the whips, wheels, diamonds in my grill Money, *** and clothes, man, it's all a playa knows Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that I got the whips, wheels, diamonds in my grill Money, *** and clothes, man, it's all a playa knows Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that I'm a 08 Phantom type bandanna rocker Me and JD is like Redbull and Vodka And we right back at it, man, live from Atlanta, man Grilled up, tatted a**, since birth had it, man Stuntin' on these *** throwin' dough around If you hear I'm in your town, best believe it's goin' down If I stood on my wallet, I'll be bigger than Shaq Who you know under 21 who do it like that? I got the whips, wheels, diamonds in my grill Money, *** and clothes, man, it's all a playa knows Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that I got the whips, wheels, diamonds in my grill Money, *** and clothes, man, it's all a playa knows Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that 5th album, still gettin' it *** mad at me 'coz they ain't gettin' it how I'm gettin' it Mista or the mistress, 106 and Park that is I hear you talkin' but you *** know who started this Who the hardest is and who the real artist is And clearly who be gettin' it poppin' like this, uh White T, Red Monkey jeans When I hit the block, you know I'm comin' down clean I got the whips, wheels, diamonds in my grill Money, *** and clothes, man, it's all a playa knows Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that I got the whips, wheels, diamonds in my grill Money, *** and clothes, man, it's all a playa knows Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that Young C Fresh, it feels [Incomprehensible] Like poppin' out that Phantom shinin' brighter than a Plasma The Coupe Like a NASCAR, dough come faster Pockets fat as Biggie, Jazze, Big Jasper I'm somethin' like a master, I'm So So, G4, too high The Bapes, the Monkeys, the ice got me too fly Young C and Bow, that's the one of few stacks Free shows and promos, I don't know about that I got the whips, wheels, diamonds in my grill Money, *** and clothes, man, it's all a playa knows Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that I got the whips, wheels, diamonds in my grill Money, *** and clothes, man, it's all a playa knows Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that Bein' broke, naw *** I don't know bout that