All I Know (feat. Lah Pat) - King Moses

She telling me that I'm too cocky I tell her I don't like the chase The way that you dance is exotic She moving her body like waves Tell me what time that you're on You know that I'm thrill with the patience You know that I'm turning you on See, I can tell by your faces Look out your back and I got you Love it when you call me papi Money bags, she my waki Mr. Miagi, wax it, I beat it like Ali She let me record and we watch it She kissing the potna Said she ain't gay, she just drunk Really don't care, I love watching Now, let's get it poppin' Loving the way that you dance (yeah) Oh, yeah She like how I move, it's going down baby Bambu on rocks, I love it when she call me She a lil' baddie, calling a homicide when I'm lit (yeah) Just getting started, look Hands on her head, she do her dance She like to party and jam, Cardi do your thing (yeah) She go both ways, she ain't ashamed When her song come on, she throw that ass Hands on her head, she do her dance She like to party and jam, Cardi do your thing She go both ways, she aint ashamed When her song come on, she throw that ass (yeah) Look, yeah Throw that ass for me mami I'm a gentleman with a gentle plan Please thumb them bands for me mami Said, she love to dance and I love your dance Show me how you ride it lil' mami You a kamikaze lil' mami (yeah) Say, you the life of the party I only hit for leverage, she know how I'm stepping She know it's gon cover no wedding She only talk money, she extra, see me I'm a blessing And she like to make sure it's settled We vibe on a whole different level She know that I'm special She know I'm a clever lil' fellow I only told her to do better, her friends a lil' messy But, they be so taunt in this Oh, yeah She like how I move, it's going down baby Bambu on rocks, I love it when she call me (oh, yeah) She a lil' baddie, calling a homicide when I'm lit Just getting started, look Hands on her head, she do her dance She like to party and jam, Cardi do your thing (yeah) She go both ways, she ain't ashamed When her song come on, she throw that ass Hands on her head, she do her dance She like to party and jam, Cardi do your thing She go both ways, she aint ashamed When her song come on, she throw that ass

Shawty knows she bad, but she not Ri-Ri Smooth Operator, but I'm more like KeKe I chunk up da deuce if she start tweakin' My money turn blue, guess it ain't get freaky My weapons a loner, know I'm the hardest If this is a challenge then I have to charge 'er Fuck them lil haters, don't give me no bargains She looking for savin', but I'm not down farther Shawty be the baddest, she know it That's why my heart is the coldest I'm never sober I do thе dash when its open I like my bitchеs on call, I never hold her She 'bout her bag and its showing She smoking hookah with friends I never post her She never posted me either It's our little secret Still it ain't cheaper to keep her See I say what I want (Yeah) Ain't a nigga gon' check me (No) Shawty bad and I want her, hope I ain't over steppin' (I ain't over steppin') And my bag I been flexin' (Yeah) Please don't reach for this necklace She a baddy for sure (Bad) Hope she know I'm Big Jefe Look how I'm steppin' See I say what I want (Yeah) Ain't a nigga gon' check me (No) Shawty bad and I want her, hope I ain't over steppin' (I ain't over steppin') And my bag I been flexin' (Yeah) Please don't reach for this necklace (No) She a baddy for sure (Bad) Hope she know I'm Big Jefe Look how I'm steppin' Draw her waist, lookin like its a bowl of boogers Fuck her like I love her, but treat her ass like a hooker She saw me at the store now she thinkin' I'm a cooker Got her askin' me questions like "Why you got Ziplocs of sugar?" Cut the slab up with a scissor kick, got me lookin' like Booker T Got 'em wearin' cowboy hats so I know that they're a son of me I'm a short ass Mexican so how the fuck is you still under me Black and yellow Escalade, flyin' 'round look like bumblebee Realtree camouflage on the monster truck, better buckle up I'ma get there and knuckle up, saw his ass, he wasn't thug enough Lookin' like his name's Buttercup, get his ass with an uppercut Pour a tre in my Chik-fil-a lemonade and watch it bubble up It's Mr. P.A.T with M.O.T, I'm shinin' Like the back of CDs, I'm goin' OD I'm bangin' on K.D.C til I D-I-E And if you won't respect, well then look me inside the E-Y-E See I say what I want (Yeah) Ain't a nigga gon' check me (No) Shawty bad and I want her, hope I ain't over steppin' (I ain't over steppin') And my bag I been flexin' (Yeah) Please don't reach for this necklace She a baddy for sure (Bad) Hope she know I'm Big Jefe Look how I'm steppin' See I say what I want (Yeah) Ain't a nigga gon' check me (No) Shawty bad and I want her, hope I ain't over steppin' (I ain't over steppin') And my bag I been flexin' (Yeah) Please don't reach for this necklace (No) She a baddy for sure (Bad) Hope she know I'm Big Jefe Look how I'm steppin'

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