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'They Know' Lyrics - Cap 1 ft. 2 Chainz & Ty Dolla $ign
Here is They Know Lyrics by Cap 1 Ft. 2 Chainz & Ty Dolla $ign

(Verse)
Paid 100$ for some head nigga
Say you ain’t did it
I know a lick is 4 mill, nigga say you ain’t wit it
Now if we hit this lick nigga and you don’t wanna split it
Then it’s bop bop bop to yo motherfuckin 59
I don’t give a fuck, I don’t give a fuck
I pull up in that truck, pull up in that truck
I run that bitch over, call it truck fit
And yea I’m on my own, I’m screamin fuck it

(Verse)
Fuck it, I’m whippin it crazy
I’m ridin the foreign, I’m doin 1-80
My chain so heavy, my brain so deadly
Type of nigga bout a watch and change the benzi
They ain’t never seen me comin like this
Smoking on that gasoline in the VIP with these bigger lean
Fuck a trampoline cus all these bitches wanna do is jump on that dick
I hop on the fence, I’m up in it by co-defendants
Drink codeine for morning sickness
Yo dad was a motherfuckin snitch so nigga you were born a witness

(Verse)
I don’t split, accident forgiveness
Say my name by accident
Well at the end I do the drop
I fuckin pay the paper
This that Meech, I got the finest
You wanna be, be a singing wining
I am gangsta like the greatest cal with a jelly curl on the side
I like fires and breads, I have em stretched
I don’t even know where my phone at
Crib so motherfuckin big, yall don’t even know where my room at

(Hook)
Whip so fast they say there he go
Bitch so bad, man I think she know
Turned 100 to a mill, man I think they know
Duckin on the low, man I think they know
I think they know, I think they know
I think they know, yea yea I think they know
I think they know, I think they know
I think they know, yea yea I think they know

(Verse)
I think they know it, if they don’t then fuck it I show it
Blow it like you owe it, ordered ase of moet
I don’t get to going back to back and forth
All black I’m wanted, got trophies on, I send it back in the morning
That money comin, tryna stack it enormous
You niggas pussy, fuckin rat on yo homies
I think they know it, they know it, they know it
I got a plane that’s sittin round the corner
I got some bitches here from California
Got on my chains, I’m lookin like a dope boy
These niggas don’t want it, I put that maniana
My chain into 100, my belt Feragamo
Go to LA, we the plug in the Quintanas
I’m still the king of my city and they know it
And I paint pictures with words, I’m a poet
And I drop the top on my whip, and we soarin
A 50 a check then I’m in it, if niggas stay wit it then they get extorted
And I’m gone

(Hook)
Whip so fast they say there he go
Bitch so bad, man I think she know
Turned 100 to a mill, man I think they know
Duckin on the low, man I think they know
I think they know, I think they know
I think they know, yea yea I think they know
I think they know, I think they know
I think they know, yea yea I think they know

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'My Dawgs' Lyrics - Quez ft. Cap1
Here is My Dawgs Lyrics by Quez Ft. Cap1

(Hook)
I’m with my dawgs tonight
I’m with my dawgs tonight
I’m with my dawgs tonight
Chasin after bitches with my niggas
Pack fuckin with all them bitches
(I’m with my dawgs tonight)
If a nigga wanna catch a issue
All I gotta do is say sic em
(I’m with my dawgs tonight)
All I gotta do is say sic em
All I gotta do is say sic em
(I’m with my dawgs tonight)
All I gotta do is say sic em
All I gotta do is say sic em
(I’m with my dawgs tonight)

(Verse)
I came with my dawgs, I came with my niggas
I am the king of the jungle, I came with gorillas
And shorty, fuck all them niggas that you came with, my niggas more realer
And if you lookin’ for your bitch, she probably with me at the villa
Now I’m runnin down the city with the wolf pack
Smoking on loud, that’s a kush pack
Broke nigga man me nervous
And bad hoes is all I can look at
My little fridge is always icy
And my neck piece is always shonky
And I’m always chasin pussy
And all the bitches want me
What you tell em dawg?

(Hook)
I’m with my dawgs tonight
I’m with my dawgs tonight
I’m with my dawgs tonight
Chasin after bitches with my niggas
Pack fuckin with all them bitches
(I’m with my dawgs tonight)
If a nigga wanna catch a issue
All I gotta do is say sic em
(I’m with my dawgs tonight)
All I gotta do is say sic em
All I gotta do is say sic em
(I’m with my dawgs tonight)
All I gotta do is say sic em
All I gotta do is say sic em
(I’m with my dawgs tonight)

(Verse)
Movin with the dealers and the killers and the strippers
And the niggas crackin cars and the real money getters
And the bitches that be twerkin for a nigga if you ready
If you really wanna see it I can paint a perfect picture
All I gotta do is say sic em
Fuck around, you will be a victim
Runnin round town with the hitters
Twist a nigga bitch like Twista
Got a fully automatic, 250 round trunk
Kill a nigga whole family like Hitler
Bitch wanna fuck, I ain’t even fuckin wit er
Told a bitch to go and get a nigga liquor
All my dawgs here on the phone I’m getting richer
Double cupped up, I’m a real mud sipper
Everything on me costa check for realer
I am a Chicago real up, I skrill up
Pickin bitches ever since I remember
Called on a hoe, then she met me in December
Probably don’t care, they kill you on sight
My niggas gon hit like peeps on Christ, gone

(Hook)
I’m with my dawgs tonight
I’m with my dawgs tonight
I’m with my dawgs tonight
Chasin after bitches with my niggas
Pack fuckin with all them bitches
(I’m with my dawgs tonight)
If a nigga wanna catch a issue
All I gotta do is say sic em
(I’m with my dawgs tonight)
All I gotta do is say sic em
All I gotta do is say sic em
(I’m with my dawgs tonight)
All I gotta do is say sic em
All I gotta do is say sic em
(I’m with my dawgs tonight)

I’m with my dawgs tonight
I’m with my dawgs tonight
I’m with my dawgs tonight

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'Hold Up' Lyrics - Cap 1
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(Hook)
Got bitch after bitch after bitch after bitch, I got bitches
Got bitch after bitch after bitch after bitch, I got bitches
Got bitch after bitch after bitch after bitch, I got bitches
She text me, she say when you finished just meet me Atlantics
I’m like hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
My money converse, when I’m done I just tell that bitch roll up

My money converse, when I’m done I just tell that bitch roll up
My partner got pints of that Activist, he bout to po up
My chick she just text me, she bout to pull up, she need 400
I told that bitch I’m on a date, she replied to me so what?

I’m like hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Got bitch after bitch after bitch after bitch, I get zoned up
I’m servin these niggas, be circle not talkin bout doughnuts
That money so stuffed in my pocket it can’t even fold up

I’m like roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up, roll up
I’m smoking that gas and I’m choking like I’m bout to throw up
My wrist off the chain when I’m water whippin got that coka
My seniorita hope that mean it say come get the chocha

(Hook)
Got bitch after bitch after bitch after bitch, I got bitches
Got bitch after bitch after bitch after bitch, I got bitches
Got bitch after bitch after bitch after bitch, I got bitches
She text me, she say when you finished just meet me Atlantics
I’m like hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
My money converse, when I’m done I just tell that bitch roll up

These niggas in love with these hoes, man you hug er and kiss er
I treat that bitch just like a dog and I heard she a flipper
Pay 900 bucks for these pants, got Versace on zipper
Got bitch after bitch, I just switch some bitches like a swisha

Roll up, po up, bitch I’m bout to blow up
And the word in the city yo shit wanna hit me so know what
Got bitch after bitch after bitch and they blowin my phone up
I swear if I hit her one time you gon think that I own er

You help us, you go for some rubbers, you go at the movies
I treat that bitch just like a stripper, throw ones at her booty
I stand on the couch and get act on, my life is a movie
Lil cuz got the pack and my nigga Tommy got the tooly

(Hook)
Got bitch after bitch after bitch after bitch, I got bitches
Got bitch after bitch after bitch after bitch, I got bitches
Got bitch after bitch after bitch after bitch, I got bitches
She text me, she say when you finished just meet me Atlantics
I’m like hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
Hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up, hold up
My money converse, when I’m done I just tell that bitch roll up

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'Y’all Aint' Lyrics - 2 Chainz (Ft. Cap 1)
Here is Y’all Aint Lyrics by 2 Chainz Ft. Cap 1

[Intro]
I don't know what it is
I ain't even been here
This is like I come home, I hear shit
They wish… they sneaks in, shit

[Verse 1: 2 Chainz]
I'm winning, I don't know no niggas here
Came in this motherfucker by myself
Smokin on strong, holdin on my dick
Like oh, my gold on, I'm talkin' gold mine
Niggas takin' shots at me, I send ‘em back
I tell ‘em hold mine
Now touch down, goal line

[Hook: 2 Chainz]
Y'all ain't killin' shit
Yeah, y'all ain't killin' shit
I'm on my mean ass shit,
My black leather and my yellow bitch
So tell your bitch, to go tell a bitch
I got a better bitch, ever since
I've been boomin' nigga

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
The bitch I'm with, looks just like she clueless
Work tape… she movin'
Daddy U-Haul, no RuPaul, that's no gay shit
No fake shit, I'm from the A, bitch
That gun talk, conversation
Fire!

[Hook: 2 Chainz]

[Verse 3: 2 Chainz]
Bitch I'm with look just like she Cuban
I met her in Miami by the pool and
My closet, so big we can play hoop in
Got your bitch in my living room and she droolin'

[Hook: 2 Chainz]

[Verse 4: 2 Chainz]
Extendo clip
You gon' need a ruler nigga
Yeah, I got brain, don't need a tutor nigga
No days off, Ferris Bueller nigga
Computer love? You gettin' love on a computer nigga?
Damn

[Hook: 2 Chainz]

[Verse 5: Cap-1]
Yeah, and since we been boomin' nigga
C4 we had detours and we stay on top of that mula nigga
Got another chick, with another bitch
And another chick that look sexy with me
Got a hundred bottles with the sparkles comin'
Turnt up in my section
Gettin' it like boom!
In the streets with that product
All we hold is them choppers
Southside and that's with an F
And that F still stand for fuck these niggas
Got a red bitch, and her head sick
And her ass fat, and we still get rich
Gone

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