Chris Buxton - Niykee lyrics

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Chris Buxton - Niykee lyrics

[Intro] I just wanna know What you looking for I just wanna know What you looking for I just wanna know I just wanna know I just wanna know Yeah [Verse 1] f** all that talking I'm in this for rap and no reason to flaunt it My city is on and we still up and coming That's word to brother Tim Buds and we balling Suburban sh** We gon whip in that coop 100k counting my views going up I'm running this sh** like my last name is Trump Baby it's any and everything You could be any and everything Once I can make it I'll take you to Prague All that we'll ever see is the green Niykee I love you but do you see You rocking that NBK everything Natural born k**er I get it I'll ball to the finish I'm living out all my dreams Say it like [Pre-Chorus] She don't wanna dance She just came to drink I be in the club Offers anything I don't know whats up She don't know whats up I be out and I'm trying to go and turn up [Chorus] I want you, you, you, you I want you, you, you, you Niykee, I want you, you, you, you I want you, you, you, you f** these other hoes they ain't you f** these other hoes and that's true I want you, you, you, you I want you, you, you, you I be off the f**ing weed Sober for a week I ain't been myself Need a f**ing drink Push to start the whip Drive up on the strip Reaping what I sow Baby I'm the sh** Out the nebula Born and been in love Girl that's like a drug Need a taste of her Yeah I need a taste of her [Verse 2] Hottest thing in the game right now Roll two spliffs Huff a perk right now I ain't been myself so left that sh** Did work on the track now my whole team here I'm working hard, smoking weed, taking shots and I'm gone Reminisce you with me I feel that you are the one All these bad women in the club tryna get me sprung Gonna be sprung Gonna be swerving and saucing I'm driving that woo woo that I ride through the street Ride through the streets On my cellular, pa**ing nebula I ain't feeling ya f** these other hoes Niykee, you so bad I might need to blow Yeah, its time to go [Pre-Chorus] She don't wanna dance She just came to drink I be in the club Offers anything I don't know whats up She don't know whats up I be out and I'm trying to go and turn up [Chorus] I want you, you, you, you I want you, you, you, you Niykee, I want you, you, you, you I want you, you, you, you f** these other hoes they ain't you f** these other hoes and that's true I want you, you, you, you I want you, you, you, you I be off the f**ing weed Sober for a week I ain't been myself Need a f**ing drink Push to start the whip Drive up on the strip Reaping what I sow Baby I'm the sh** Out the nebula Born and been in love Girl that's like a drug Need a taste of her Yeah I need a taste of her