Rod Rhaspy - Oughta Know By Now lyrics

[Cam] Me and V12 In the V12 Detailed Hundred twenty thousand, retail We the globe trotters No nose divers What's those, Prada Coke, copper? No habla Low mo toppers Four four pop ya Ho hopper And I'm drinking slow But I'm thinking dough Damn man I miss that day ? flow So smoke gray, long length mink in snow That's what I'm thinking yo And that's them kids, them the older cats I thought I told you that Kilogram even got a dime biz Gotta see low hand the bottom line is Yeah it's the UN baby where have you been [Vado] As I sit from a distance With my k**er a**istants Leaning on some n***as with drug dealing persistence Commitments As far as bringing money back, consistant A grown man staring at ? grams no kitten Bullsh**tin' I couldn't do They on that who wanna do Guns is the art of war, you should have drew Be playing with the Roc like Booga do Look at you I cook it too Get rid of birdies quicker than Boogaloo See me on the worst shape blocks Joey Votto on the field I got first base locked Was told he got a flow but his verse ain't hot n***as asking for half a ki but a hearse they got Pardon me, Bob Marley when spark trees Panamera Porsche my car key is a car key Come on relieve me, same wrist as ? My squad meet once a week, we meet in the Marquis [Cam] Come on let's speed this up This the remix of the remix k**a Up and down Lenox yeah cops got the towers out That don't matter a n***a still got the powder out Still got the sour out Hour after hour out Think life's a b**h, playboy, try our route Have your momma prayin' Have Madonna starin' at what I'm wearin' Turn down calls from Donna Karen Lot of j**elry, player ain't invisible You miserable, pitiful, a weird individual [Vado] They say V you look left, you damn right I'm dead nice Shine bright like headlights, her head light Fed like, football numbers, I said hike Check Nikes wearin', y'all sharin' them bread bites Time to unrattle you n***as Shotgun shells, bullets will tackle you n***as See you face to face ain't trying to battle you n***as Haters supposed to hate I ain't mad at you n***as [Cam] Beef, call off Y'all all soft We ball out, top floor, walled off Then bird off Made off like Madoff No days off Hitler, Adolf They get more looney Bring more goonies This ? meets George Clooney In the boonies Trying to look and pursue me Can't hurt a ? Had to hook her like do me