ft t i juicy j doe b - let me find out (remix) (ft. t.i. & juicy j) - doe b lyrics
[intro]
this a tennesse, alabama, atlanta connection homeboy
[verse 1 : doe b]
let me find out these n-gg-s still hating on the low
in their whole life savings i get paid for a show
then re-up, there’s my walkthrough
my sneakers, did they house know ?
think i need a whole thang of keisha just to talk to ’em
small town, big money, baby i make boss moves
they say doe b lane is like t-pain without the autotune
bring out the apollo boom
i’mma sandman these n-gg-s
give you 2 thumbs down
boy, your swag ain’t official
let me find out them fake guccis
let me find out them fake louis
let me find out your baby mama is a man-eater, she ate my children
let me find out you fake juug and i come through like : aye buddy
you 25, just started trapping
let me find out you straight work it
taylor gang, straight trippy
hustle gang what it is, pimping ?
got so many white friends i bring back tommy hilfiger
atl, let me find out
memphis ten’, let me find out
m.i.a., n-y-c, texas, cali, chi-town
[hook x2]
let me find out
let me find out
n-gg- let me find out
let me find out
[verse 2 : t.i.]
let me find out & i’m ridin’ out
got 4 choppers no 9’s out
i’m recent, you’re timed out
i’m playin’ with it, you fouled out
you got a foul mouth ? you’ll get 2 shots
n-gg- and1 with my handgun
n-gg- talk about dough but that’s sumthing you ain’t never had your hands on
got folk in alabama, they still call me on that
see i do it for the gutter not just to get the glamour
hey who that n-gg- from atlanta say he got a lot of drugs ?
say you looking for a plug, b-tch you looking at the plug
i’mma, real young n-gg-
you want this ho, better come get her
we don’t want your b-tch mane
we just wanna have fun with her
okay well let me find out you channeled it
ridin’ around town just saving hoes
n-gg- she ain’t all yours, we shared the b-tch
but let me find out she havin’ your baby though
[hook]
let me find out
let me find out
n-gg- let me find out
let me find out
[verse 3 : juicy j]
let me find out, juicy j’s your girl’s favorite rapper
i’mma f-ck her all night and i’mma give her back after
i ain’t hand cuffing these hoes like shackles
for the green & the cheese like a green bay packer
trippy mane : f-ck you pay me, i come play like tom brady
kush is my medication, ride presidential like ronald reagan
p-ssy n-gg-s need to stop hating my flow sick like cancer patients
rolex and a new bugatti, yes b-tch i’m ice king
my last b-tch must’ve been a chauffeur, she drove me crazy
no key, that sp-ce age, my ignition, i done made it
juicy j, that’s trippy ho, taylor gang that’s trippy ho
smoking on that christmas tree my belt buckle like mistletoe
who stands with your wife ? she just spent the night
with my d-ck in her mouth & my b-lls in her hand
like the b-tch was shooting dice
juicy j, i got long money
i got 1998 song money
b-tch pour that patron for me
i rock shows, boy i’m stone money
[hook]
let me find out
let me find out
n-gg- let me find out
let me find out
[outro]
let me find out you put molly all in her champagne and she don’t even know it
let me find out juicy j got stabbed in a shootout
let me find out tip still ridin’ ’round with guns
i’mma whoop his motherf-ckin’ -ss
let me find out you went to the club and left your kids with your other kids
in the car
let me find out b-tch
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