Click Here If DJ Infamous Ft. Big K.R.I.T. & Yo Gotti - Somethin Right Video Not Working
'Somethin Right' Lyrics - DJ Infamous Ft. Big K.R.I.T. & Yo Gotti
Here is Somethin Right Lyrics by DJ Infamous Ft. Big K.R.I.T. & Yo Gotti

I heard them haters talking, them hoes fucking
The bank love me, I must be doing somethin’ right
I heard the law was watchin’, they can’t stop it
They won’t catch me, I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right, somethin’ right
I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right
This shit here ain’t over night
I must be doing somethin’ right

My nigga said “get money” so I did it
Gotta block that I don't talk about that shit expensive
Bitch I’m pimpin’ on the daily basis, gotta love it
Haters talk this shit, the gun get hot, I’m out in public
Fuck these haters and these hoes, nigga, that’s how I feel
Ain’t no restin’ with my goals, nigga, that shit for real
Bitch I’m fresher than grandmama’s biscuits, out the oven
MC Hammer, too legit to quit, they can’t touch me

I heard them haters talking, them hoes fucking
The bank love me, I must be doing somethin’ right
I heard the law was watchin’, they can’t stop it
They won’t catch me, I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right, somethin’ right
I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right
This shit here ain’t over night
I must be doing somethin’ right

This that old Gotti flow, ‘04, ten years ago
They were talking platinum plaques on records, I was talking blow
KRIT, what it is? What I live nigga, pistol packin’
Robbin’ everyday to pay the bills, shit real in the field
I tell it how it is, five for a hundred grand it up on a mil
Young nigga ill, going for the kill
Five million on a crib just shut down live
I’mma keep these niggas talkin’

I heard them haters talking, them hoes fucking
The bank love me, I must be doing somethin’ right
I heard the law was watchin’, they can’t stop it
They won’t catch me, I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right, somethin’ right
I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right
This shit here ain’t over night
I must be doing somethin’ right

Ballin’ out in my city, drop the top and I pop the doors
Tailor made my nigga, gotta catch a flight just to shop for clothes
This ain’t a game my nigga, although I’m winning on another level
Couldn’t dig it with a bulldozer remote control
I done it ho pimp shuffles like damn
Valet service like “man, who the artist?”
Valet incorporating these kind of blades you can barely park ‘em
Now straighten up, straighten up, straighten up, straighten up
These niggas shells, so I'll give em' hell
The very minute I’m waking up ‘cause

I heard them haters talking, them hoes fucking
The bank love me, I must be doing somethin’ right
I heard the law was watchin’, they can’t stop it
They won’t catch me, I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right, somethin’ right
I must be doing somethin’ right
Somethin’ right, somethin’ right
This shit here ain’t over night
I must be doing somethin’ right

This image may be subject to copyright.

Click Here If June Ft. Big K.R.I.T. - Big Pimpin Video Not Working
'Big Pimpin' Lyrics - June Ft. Big K.R.I.T.
Here is Big Pimpin Lyrics by June Ft. Big K.R.I.T.

(Verse: June)
Uh, big pimpin, chrome tippin
100 sparks full of gold nigga
Here livin life, getting money, just me and my niggas
Only for the real, stay out of the picture
It’s young boss from the M, loyal to the game
Ain’t no love for these hoes, just stick to the plan
And money talk real fast hope you understand
We pop bands on that ass make them bitches dance
Southside, baby
Posted in the cut, we gettin’ high baby
They say it’s all love, I’m ready to ball out
As long as the money comin she tryna go all night

(Hook x2)
I’m big pimpin, I’m big pimpin
I’m big pimpin, you know I stay sippin
I’m big pimpin, I’m big pimpin
I’m big pimpin, you know I stay sippin

(Verse: Big K.R.I.T.)
One time for the freaks
Two time for the bustas
Three hoes in my bucket, super cluckin’
Down to suck me, kiss and rubbin’ on each other
Ain’t no question that they fuckin’
Got that kush in all of my cups
I told er put that ass up and flex it
Worried bout that money, I don’t worry bout these hoes
Servin pimpin to yo bitch like I’m the dope mane
Since I can’t remember told er get it off the floor mane
She about it like you wouldn’t even know mane
Woah mane, I ain’t know that was yo hame mane
In the VI, you would think I had a show mane
Bill touch yo soul mane, chill train the go mane
We big pimpin, I’m gudda to the law mane

(Hook x2)
I’m big pimpin, I’m big pimpin
I’m big pimpin, you know I stay sippin
I’m big pimpin, I’m big pimpin
I’m big pimpin, you know I stay sippin

This image may be subject to copyright.