You Already Know

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I'm chilling with my broad and you already know
 And if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
 If I don't call back, don't put on a show
 When I pass by your house and blow, instead of knocking on your door
 I'm chilling with my broad and you already know
 And if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
 If I don't call back, don't put on a show
 When I pass by your house and blow, instead of knocking on your door
 You know that opposites attract and hoes choose macs
 And how some girls act when players don't call 'em back
 Why is that? Why is that? Is it 'cause I'm hard to ignore?
 The kind of man you adore, but already spoken for
 Or, are you caught up in the fame?
 Holding your head in shame 'cause you don't know my real name
 Who's to blame? 'Cause it ain't my fault
 It's another lesson taught when you fucking with Hawk
 Caught up in the rapture, wasn't hard to catch you
 With my heavy weight frame and my 6'4" stature
 I snatched you, whatever this game planned
 Wanted me to be a man, but I had other plans
 It was a one night stand, now the shit hit the fan
 Every time you see a nigga, you wanna hold my hand
 Girl, you don't understand, that you're not my type
 I got a wife, and you're just my late night hype
 I'm chilling with my broad and you already know
 And if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
 If I don't call back, don't put on a show
 When I pass by your house and blow, instead of knocking on your door
 I'm chilling with my broad and you already know
 And if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
 If I don't call back, don't put on a show
 When I pass by your house and blow, instead of knocking on your door
 Now I admit I was wrong for leading you on
 The long talks on the phone, you thought our bond was strong
 But my woman's at home so, girl, leave me alone
 And all the plans you had for us, they been postponed
 Now I ain't being rude, I'm just a type of dude
 Buy you a little food and get you into the mood
 Now we're both in the nude, catching an attitude
 Acting crude and shrude, and showing no gratitude
 You broke all the rules, and I'm glad I peeped it
 You couldn't be like Victoria, and keep this secret
 You wasting your time 'cause you star 69
 But the cell phone I called you on ain't even mine
 It was strictly bump and grind 'cause that's how I play
 You said you didn't mind, so I behaved this way
 It was just the other day when you said this
 And why you think I act funny when you ask for a kiss? (You silly bitch)
 I'm chilling with my broad and you already know
 And if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
 If I don't call back, don't put on a show
 When I pass by your house and blow, instead of knocking on your door
 I'm chilling with my broad and you already know
 And if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
 If I don't call back, don't put on a show
 When I pass by your house and blow, instead of knocking on your door
 Now you rubbing me, kissing and hugging me
 Infatuated with the thug in me
 You say you loving me, the situation's getting ug-ly
 Got your partners mean mugging me
 Girl, you bugging me, getting on my last nerve
 And then you wonder why you got kicked to the curb
 You puzzled like crosswords and asking me to choose
 Either you or my wife, girl, you know you'd lose
 Now your ass got the blues, rich goody to-shoe
 Sitting there all confused, feeling like you been used
 Your privilege is world view and now you know
 Instead of knocking at the door, I'ma pass by and blow
 Gotta go, gotta go, gotta chill with my broad
 So I toots my horn since you been acting fraud
 I hit you with the raw and you went outrageous
 Should've warned you, though, that my love is contagious
 I'm chilling with my broad and you already know
 And if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
 If I don't call back, don't put on a show
 When I pass by your house and blow, instead of knocking on your door
 I'm chilling with my broad and you already know
 And if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
 If I don't call back, don't put on a show
 When I pass by your house and blow, instead of knocking on your door
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 I'm chilling with my broad and you already know
 And if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
 If I don't call back, don't put on a show
 When I pass by your house and blow, instead of knocking on your door
 I'm chilling with my broad and you already know
 And if you wanna reach me, hit me on the down low
 If I don't call back, don't put on a show
 When I pass by your house and blow, instead of knocking on your door
 

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Duration
04:31
Key
4
Tempo
87 BPM

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