k**er Mike - Aye O lyrics

[Hook 1] You're gettin' to your money holla (Aye Aye Aye Aye) You ain't broke, pop a bottle go (Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh) When k**er hit the stage they say (Aye Aye Aye Aye) And after the show they goin' (Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh) [Verse One] Another Sunday Another show in the country Girl p**y poppin', shake that monkey Fire up the [?] put the 'dro in the air n***as throw up your set, put your hood in the air Half the club on the pill, the other half on drank The parking lot full of old schools with wet candy paint sh**, just last week a young n***a got shot Playing Superman, racing bullets in the parking lot Everybody know left him leaking in the street But we'll hand it our self We ain't talkin' to police You already know the next day the hood put in work And came back to the club in R.I.P. T-shirts [Hook 2] You're gettin to your money holla (Aye Aye Aye Aye) You ain't broke, pop a bottle go (Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh) If you're riding candy paint say (Aye Aye Aye Aye) If you're burning good dank go (Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh) If I gotta pull the K they sayin' (Aye Aye Aye Aye) And if I let it go they like (Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh) When k**er hit the stage they say (Aye Aye Aye Aye) And after the show they goin' (Ooh Ooh Ooh Ooh) [Verse Two] I'm looking for the girl with Mike rolls in her hair Take a picture with me mama, put your a** in the air One [?] in her mouth and her outfit tight She ain't lookin' for a man she just wanna f** tonight She got titties like (Aye Aye) And a** like (Ooh Ooh) I'm firing up the 'dro while she pop a pill and roll I love a girl from the hood, f** a video hoe But y'all n***as know, I'll f** a video hoe k**er been around the world, did sold out shows And came back to the hood and bought a Vert on vogues You can call me Santa Clause cause I keep three hoes And even in the summer I'm knee deep in snow Jeah! [Hook 2] [Verse Three] Deep in the south what do DJ's play? Scarface, Eightball, UGK And G's don't dance, we bounce and step Throw bows to the right and stomp to the left What's up to all the young G's with a head full of locks Getting money on the block with a pocket full of rocks We headed to the club, swerving and reckless Creased jeans, white tees, Bob Marley necklace You know about the south You know what we about Girl with short shorts and they a**es hanging out Dope boys on the grind with a grill in his mouth We getting money down here, what the f** is y'all about? [Hook 2] [Outro] Put your G's in the air for Grind Time Official. Purple Ribbon in the sky. David Banner. k**er Mike. History. Je-je-je-jeah!