Young Hokus - Don't You Know lyrics

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Young Hokus - Don't You Know lyrics

[Intro 1- Step Brothers] I can't even make eye contact with you right now Your voice is like a combination of Fergie and Jesus! [Intro 2 - Al Green] But it seems to me that I'm wrapped up in your love Don't you know that I'm still-- Don't you know (repeat) [Verse 1] I hate it when people look at me and say "poor man" Like I'm f**ed up, f** you, I'll leave you on the floor, man Leave you scarred like your damn momma died in your hands Smoking imported importance at every port and shore, damn My gun goes off like the f**ing trigger's broken Couple shots to your cranium, blast you and your soul, and Still run around with crime, murder, hate on my mind Grabbing a f**ing kitchen knife Verbally choke you with my rhymes Don't you know LHGC is too beast?! Deadshot precision, leave you kissing my two feet Latin Hustle kings, crown belongs to me I've longed to make G's, now it's a lifestyle to me Took a lifestyle to me, still made it happen But I'm still cappin', ima Latin Hustle captain Traumatizing stabbings and dramatizing blastings Homicide in action, Young Hokus is just magic! [Verse 2] Rolling King Kush and so they bow down to me Most important thing is my motherf**ing town to me I mean city, don't feed me pity, I'm allergic, b**h Licking two tittes, dope is he? I'm way doper, b**h I'm never alone, like my damn luck stays You don't want none of this, like you just ate You motherf**ing fools, I don't know what to do Anymore, at this moment, I'm lost in two Nympho b**hes, but at least it's true The city is mine, like I just bought the sh** Lost the receipt, so ima hold onto the sh** Money is the reason I'm determined to k** Metaphorically of course, fourteen and got bills Hundreds of course, like Wade got milk More b**hes than ancient China, got silk Taking more hits than a bell before it trills Flow's tighter than how bu*t s** feels I ain't tired of the sh** I do everyday As long as I get my money, everyday The sky ain't the limit, more like the next galaxy If you try to talk sh** to me, save me time, fax it to me [Outro - Al Green] Don't you know that I'm still in love with you Sho' 'nuff in love with you, hey