That Wasn’t Very__ Of You by KAMAARA Lyrics
[Intro: N8z]
Slat, yeah
They gon' straight right to the K-9, where yo neck
I'm ridin' through the canyon, windows tinted
Gold washes in the phantom, wit' yo' bitch
I know she is a fan yuh, got her spinnin'
We fucking in a Benz now
Servin' spit
I'm a stripper getting TEC-9's, burning clips
I swear I'm a good dancer
Shootin' shit, uh
Shootin' shit
Creed
Slat, slat, slat
Big ooh, Ooh
Slat slat slat
[Hook: N8z]
Yeah, yeah
They gon' straight right to the K-9, where yo neck
I'm ridin' through the canyon, windows tinted
Gold washes in the phantom, wit' yo' bitch
I know she is a fan yuh, got her spinnin'
We fucking in a Benz now
Servin' spit
I'm a stripper getting TEC-9's, burning clips
I swear I'm a good dancer
Shootin' shit, uh
Shootin' shit
[Verse: Kamaara]
If she wanna fuck then baby get up on deck
This dick ain't gonna hold us, so baby hold that
Rope 'round my neck, got these bitches obsessed
I just cannot know you bitch, so baby don't stress
Baby I'm from south beach, grew up in the damn heat
Catch you in the back, shoot ya like this fucking five speed
Chillin' on the six-speed
Tyler make yo' neck bleed
Baby don't arrest me
I won't love you next week
Fuckin' on Katrina, made that bitch a-scream-a
Saw you with that pussy, then I realized I don't need ya
Baby from Ibiza, flew her overseas yuh
Gave her dick so bad, I got her fillin' out a visa
One eye open like Popeye with a beam
I swear my aims like hawk-eye when I squeeze
Pullin' out the 5 uh
Carry 'way the 9
Heard you through the vine, now you're tangled in a vine, yeah
[Hook: N8z]
Yeah, yeah
They gon' straight right to the K-9, where yo neck
I'm ridin' through the canyon, windows tinted
Gold washes in the phantom, wit' yo' bitch
I know she is a fan yuh, got her spinnin'
We fucking in a Benz now
Servin' spit
I'm a stripper getting TEC-9's, burning clips
I swear I'm a good dancer
Shootin' shit, uh
Shootin' shit
Slat, yeah
They gon' straight right to the K-9, where yo neck
I'm ridin' through the canyon, windows tinted
Gold washes in the phantom, wit' yo' bitch
I know she is a fan yuh, got her spinnin'
We fucking in a Benz now
Servin' spit
I'm a stripper getting TEC-9's, burning clips
I swear I'm a good dancer
Shootin' shit, uh
Shootin' shit
Creed
Slat, slat, slat
Big ooh, Ooh
Slat slat slat
[Hook: N8z]
Yeah, yeah
They gon' straight right to the K-9, where yo neck
I'm ridin' through the canyon, windows tinted
Gold washes in the phantom, wit' yo' bitch
I know she is a fan yuh, got her spinnin'
We fucking in a Benz now
Servin' spit
I'm a stripper getting TEC-9's, burning clips
I swear I'm a good dancer
Shootin' shit, uh
Shootin' shit
[Verse: Kamaara]
If she wanna fuck then baby get up on deck
This dick ain't gonna hold us, so baby hold that
Rope 'round my neck, got these bitches obsessed
I just cannot know you bitch, so baby don't stress
Baby I'm from south beach, grew up in the damn heat
Catch you in the back, shoot ya like this fucking five speed
Chillin' on the six-speed
Tyler make yo' neck bleed
Baby don't arrest me
I won't love you next week
Fuckin' on Katrina, made that bitch a-scream-a
Saw you with that pussy, then I realized I don't need ya
Baby from Ibiza, flew her overseas yuh
Gave her dick so bad, I got her fillin' out a visa
One eye open like Popeye with a beam
I swear my aims like hawk-eye when I squeeze
Pullin' out the 5 uh
Carry 'way the 9
Heard you through the vine, now you're tangled in a vine, yeah
[Hook: N8z]
Yeah, yeah
They gon' straight right to the K-9, where yo neck
I'm ridin' through the canyon, windows tinted
Gold washes in the phantom, wit' yo' bitch
I know she is a fan yuh, got her spinnin'
We fucking in a Benz now
Servin' spit
I'm a stripper getting TEC-9's, burning clips
I swear I'm a good dancer
Shootin' shit, uh
Shootin' shit