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"Da Don Ro & Trae"
(feat. Z-Ro, Trae)

"Da Don Ro & Trae"
(feat. Z-Ro, Trae)



[Hook]
Don, Ro and Trae
Taking over the rap game, and collecting our change everyday
Serious and we don't play, these hoes know we got wind of that hoe
But still fuck with us anyway
Don Ro and Trae fully loaded with automatics
Bitch we tripping, when coming your way
Watch what you say, cause fucking with the Screwed Up Click
You'll get hit and we'll make it, to be on your way

[Trae]
It's automatic these niggaz don't want no problems, when I'm flossing in a boss and mine
Bitch I've been the truth around this motherfucker, mouthpiece been ahead of my time
Catch me dropping the top, slide the clip in and cock my glock
Ain't no love for these hating niggaz, better get your mind right 'fore some'ing get popped
Back to the fact I'm lethal on these streets, whether my pen or my reputation
Some cats, ain't even worth the conversation
All of this misrepresentation, finna get put to a end
Y'all had y'all run for the time gone, it just got put to a end
I know I'm cocky, but I clearly remember motherfuckers wasn't feeling Trae
But they knew, I wasn't too far around the way
Pissed em off, when I pulled up inside that platinum Chevrolet
With a bunch of Hoovers and Bloods, final destination where I stay
On F-O-N-D-R-E-N, all the way back to the Leaf
Mo City, Hiram-Clarke, South Park my niggaz vouching for me
They know everytime I spit, I spit like it's the last that I'm breathing
With the three of us in this bitch, I hope you have a wonderful evening bitch

[Hook]

[Z-Ro]
When I wake up in the morning, the first thing I do is roll me up one
And prepare myself to deal with bitch niggaz, in case I have to touch one
It don't matter cause I love war, from where the prostitutes and the drugs are
Fuck with me or my kinfolk Trae, your face is where my slugs are
I'm an asshole by nature, until my casket is closed
But in the meanwhile, I'ma represent and let my plastic explode
And Houston Texas it been crazy lately, everybody been getting bumped off
Maybe that's the reason, I'm never without the gun or the sawed off
Don't approach me too quickly, cause I'm paranoid
Fuck around and squeeze the trigga nigga, all opposition must be destroyed
I'm a gangsta plus a soldier, fuck niggaz off when I'm on sober
Fuck all these rap niggaz cause I'm colder, like a pair of britches I will fold ya
Call me the cleanest, cause I'm about to wash all y'all fellas
Making a motherfucker come clean, by bringing a bitch out of all y'all fellas
Even got niggaz firing charges, cause I got they ass beat up
But even through the madness, I relax and keep my feet up

[Hook]

[Lil' Keke]
I'm one of the coldest lyricists, that this city done ever seen
Naturally getting mean, I punish my sixteen
Niggaz gut check, niggaz be talking who I recruited
8100 block, in the hood I'm undisputed
Me and Trae you ain't know, the Don plus Z-Ro
S.U.C. in the building, we shooting they hit the flo'
Niggaz stop that, know damn well that I can top that
Ten G's mic and a stage, and I'll rock that
Back crunk, streets are fiending and missing me
Cause it's one love, know that I murder for C.M.G
You niggaz dick riding, bumping your gums it's killing me
Cause I'm top dog, fake ass niggaz you feeling me
Get your heart right, we riding and busting it ain't nothing
Letting the top peel back, from the push of a button
It's A.B.N.-Rap-A-Lot, niggaz don't want none
C.M.G. Teflon, Lil' Keke the Icon hey

[Hook]

[Talking]
Check it out man, C.M.G
My motherfucking click, Custom Made Gangsterz
 
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"Dem Brauds Say"
(feat. Paul Wall, CB4)

"Dem Brauds Say"
(feat. Paul Wall, CB4)



[Chorus:]
Them brauds say they love me, they peeping how I play
Them brauds say they love me, they peeping how I play
Them brauds say they love me, they peeping how I play
Just tell em I'm a hustler, get money like everyday

[Paul Wall:]
They love the way I get it, they tell me I could get it
I tell em I'll be back, but right now I gotta get it
That money on my mind, like a snap back or a fitted
I'm addicted to that paper, give a fuck if you offended
18 karat yellow cuban link, with 'Sacci pendants
So I'm grinding long hours, most wouldn't recommend it
I gotta get them dollars, all them dollars where my dollars mayn
I'm all about them dollars, fuck your pictures and your follows
Them broads know how a grouch show, I spend money then I get some mo'
Pardon me if I'm moving slow, my one liter got a potent fo'
Gucci down from head to toe, my wrist glow cause my paper flow
And if ya don't know then act like ya know, them broads love how I get that do' I get that do'

[Chorus 2x]

[Lil' Keke:]
Just tell em I'm a hustler, get money like all year
No matter what they tell ya, I promise the Don here
Them brauds say they love me, I'm serving that to em good
I keep em on they hustle, they paying me like they should
I get it ery'day, checking me while I play
It's pimping in the building, I'm headed them brauds way
Them lakes where I stay, them hoes can run a boat
I'm knocking thangs off, and niggaz is paying note
Your chick say she want it, I'm coming to give it to her
She blowing up my phone, I promise I never knew her
The seven plus the one and the tre, is where I stay
The rubber bands popping my nigga, that's how I play them brauds

[Chorus 2x]

[CB4:]
Party in my pocket, 4-5 my rocket
Rudy T we popping, green and red blue dolphins
Clutch City where this cost me, two for fifteen mama
Naw I was just bullshitting, give me five let's party
Feed the hoe these beans, sacrifice for the team
Scrilla packs and lean, kush square I got green
Purple haze Charlie Sheen, winning I mean
I'm balling Hakeem, into I Yao Ming
On my house 43 shit, TLC shit
Three hoes for the kid, I don't play believe it
Never been immature, I'm a dog no leashes
I'm Emmett all cured from deep, all greens hit

[Chorus 2x]
 
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"Dirty"
(feat. DJ DMD)

"Dirty"
(feat. DJ DMD)



[Slim Thug]
I'm out that Dirty Dirty, you heard me
Where the boys slang birdies, and party till 5:30
Early birds get the worm, so I'm back up at six
Package of bricks, don't miss shit attacking my licks
Northside don't sleep, see we stay on the grind
You don't work you don't eat, and I stay on dine
Now my stash a lil thicker, this the best of my years
I'm getting cash a lil quicker, than the rest of my peers
Making work disappear, from the knowledge I keep
Making a million a year, without a college degree
I'm a Down South boss, holding down my title
Trying to take my position, it'll get homicidal
Get out of line with the boss, I paid what it cost
My fee is five thee, to get you bumped off
My click raw in that Dirty, break a law in the Dirty
Quick to break a fake hater jaw, in the Dirty Dirty

[Hook]
This is how we do in the Dirty ha
Roll chrome twenty inch, blades in the Dirty ha
Candy paint dripping, Escalade in the Dirty ha
This is how we do the damn thang, in the Dirty ha
This is how we do in the Dirty ha
Get the thang crunk, down here in the Dirty ha
Act a damn fool, down here in the Dirty ha
Roll dime bows in the club, in the Dirty ha

[Lil' Keke]
Gon hop, don't stop, gon let your tops drop
I'ma roll till I rock, watch a bad bitch bop
I'm Lil' Keke the Don, just a young phenomenon
Five or six bank accounts, two or three for my son
You know anything goes, when you riding through the Dirty
Sucker free for life, making sure you punks heard me
I'ma get mine, hit licks for heavy bricks
Next do' to Mexico, I get it thirteen six
What you working for, feddy and chips or new cars
H-Town Texas, we born to be stars
A mastermind, I get paid and live splendid
Platinum in the ghetto, you a hundred independent
I'm a young G, and ain't no playing with me
Cause I multiply the game, got a balling degree
When I mash on a broad, gotta do it with pride
Cause this the Dirty Dirty, you know the Dirty Southside

[Hook]

[DJ DMD]
We got big money, big cars, big checks, big chains
Big booty broads, giving a playa big brain
In the 2000 and 2, Cadillac Coupe
Sitting on 22's, with the head out the roof
Third Coast, thangs start down here
In starched out gear, nigga that started down here
Ain't you know we hit the do', 33 deep
And haters with plex, we put they whole block to sleep
Tre to the herb, stay with the syrup
Hitting the club, with big Burb's on the curb
Birds flying away, for fifteen-five a lick
Uncut, nigga the game is thick
With big ballas like me, DJ DMDeezie
Handcuff your broad, call the laws when you see me
Fa sheezie, we on the grind 25-8
And bitch ass niggaz, that get tossed out the state in the Dirty

[Hook]
 
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"Do It Again"
(feat. Z-Ro)

"Do It Again"
(feat. Z-Ro)



[Talking]
Sweet God, let that man come forward
(that's the man), who will come open up his soul
Hallelujah my friends, be with him (that's the man, that's the man)

Did it all for money, yes I did yes I did
For the love of money

[Chorus]
And I'd do it again, (I'd do it again)
I'd do it again, (I'd do it again)
For the love of money, (I'd do it again)
I'd do it again, (fucking right I would do it again)
For the love of power, (I'd do it again)
I'd do it again, (I'd do it again)
For the love of respect, (I'd do it again)
I'd do it again, (fucking right I would do it again)

[Lil' Keke]
Right here where the game at, still hard can't change that
Feel good cause I'm still hood, I came up and then came back
We scratching them real jars, running ducking them steel bars
Stay away from them FED boys, cause I don't need that FED charge
Love for the money I'm closing in, fuck these niggaz I'm 'pose to win
If it's all for the power and the street respect, Young Don right here and I'll do it again
Me and my mama we felt the pain, check didn't come but it 'pose to came
Got me staring at the sky like it's 'pose to rain, I was born in the game I ain't 'pose to change
Hear me Lord from up above, trapped on the streets I'm still a thug
I done done everythang that a man could do, so I stand here today need nothing but love
Real O.G.'s that kept it strong, young Don Ke just hold his own
If I lost everything I'd do it again, cause I'm 7-13 till I'm dead and gone

[Chorus]

[Z-Ro]
No pot to piss in, that's what I come from
And God, I ain't never met a man I'ma run from
Especially if I was wet, smoking that dumb-dumb
Fuck police, beat em up whenever some dumb
One deep for life, understand that homie
My gun always, where my hand at homie
I'm a five deuce hoover Crip
Grooving till the world stop moving, you ain't even gotta ask that homie
Shot a couple of niggaz, couple niggaz shot me
Who the fuck told the FEDs, my nigga not me
I'm in the penitentiary, and I don't know a nigga named Scott
But I still got away, scott-free
I, got so much love in these streets
Yeah the motherfucker hit 75 times, that it ain't no plugging them heats
But if it's gonna feed my family, I'd do it again
Kick your door wide open, I'd do it again
Fuck hell homie, I'ma go through it again
This merking season, I'm in the bluest again
Slipping outside, I'd never do it again
I deserve to be rich, and I'ma prove it again
Hard as I go too, you best you to get in
I just found my mind, but I'ma lose it again
And when I find it, I'ma do it again

[Chorus]

[Lil' Keke]
Living my life I ain't taste it yet, based on me I'ma place the bet
8-1 double 0 that's my set, still rep my hood with no regret
Been through a lot still love the game, do it all again don't sweat the pain
Did it all for the money and the love the same, for the cost of living and the price of fame
Young Don Ke still rich and black, 7-13 they brought me back
Hear them boys on the sideline hating and all, but I'm still in the game homie where you at
S.U.C. still getting it on, rest in peace to the G's that's gone
Dedicate this song right here to Screw, how'd you think a young fool here touch the zone
15 years I kept it strong, never let a hater nigga touch the chrome
Was a real O.G. when I wrote this song, cause I gave my life to that microphone
Shout to the G's who want the power, stand up tall nigga watch me tower
Do it for the real and not the cowards, it's 24-7 and a extra hour

[Chorus]

I'd do it again
For the love of money, I'd do it again
For the love of power, I'd do it again
For the love of respect, I'd do it again
 
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"Do You Love It"

"Do You Love It"


Ya love this, ya love that
Ya love this, ya love that
Ya love this, ya love that
Ya love this, ya love that

[Verse 1]
Alrite just listen up
And let me break it down
Through Missi, Tenni, Alanta
Georgia, and back to H-Town
We still be running thangs
Tryin to get it for cheddar
Baby, ain't nuttin changed
Livin this life for real
Man, we top the game
And I ain't never give up
Cause after this I'm just stuck
Talkin shit outta luck
Cause I'm lovin this thang
Livin it up, Givin it back
I'm feeling ??
Like a pimp in a lac
I got so many friends
My ain't a shit it even funny
Lord, how people change
When a man get some money
I stay payin dues
On my P's and Q's
And regardless to what they say
I'm leavin suckas confused
Now let me recollect
Take a minute to breathe
And put the mic in check
I got some love for real
But ain't no disrespect
But on the cool, I be flippin
Followed by some gangsta ass
Niggas that be trippin
I be breakin bread
Instead of splittin wheels
But ain't no tellin
What I do, when I see my kids
So I stay holdin on
Instead of sittin back
I don't retreat out from the street
Now do you love that?

[Chorus]
Now do you love it?
Livin how you suppose to live
Bank accounts, plenty of cash
With some beautiful kids
Now do you love it?
Bein where you love to be
They say, Money ain't a thang
Baby, It's all on me
Now do you love it?
Feelin how you like to feel
Everythang is lookin good
Man this life is real
Now do you love it?
How much you love that?
How much you love this?
How much you love that?
Now do you love it?

[Verse 2]
Takin family trips on ships
Eatin that good food
Leavin hundred doller tips
Ain't that the life man?
You got it all in your hand
Swimmin pools, jacuzzis
Blue water, and white sand
I stay goin hard
Put the cash in the bank
I got the platinum card
Now it's ATM and checks
Plus the straight charge
And ain't no sense in me lying
We livin so large
We livin LARGE
I gotta go get a dog
If I wanna live phat
Like Mr. Boss Hogg
I could style and fall
But I'm gonna ball yall
Because it gots to get better
Grippin and fittin tight
Like a Iceberg sweater
It's a new raise
A new day, a new era
Holding onto the world
Like a brand new Beretta
Now I'm bustin shots
I'm talkin bout lyric for lyric
Makin the club bop
You better get it together

[Chorus]
Now do you love it?
Livin how you suppose to live
Bank accounts, plenty of cash
With some beautiful kids
Now do you love it?
Bein where you love to be
They say, Money ain't a thang
Baby, It's all on me
Now do you love it?
Feelin how you like to feel
Everythang is lookin good
Man this life is real
Now do you love it?
How much you love that?
How much you love this?
How much you love that?

I know ya love this
I know ya love that
I know ya love this
I know ya love that
How much ya love the mass
How much ya love the cash
How much ya love ya name
How much ya love the fame
How much ya love it?
[Til fade]
 
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"Do You Wanna Ride, Pt. 2"
(feat. Billy Cook)

"Do You Wanna Ride, Pt. 2"
(feat. Billy Cook)



[Billy Cook]
Do, you wanna ride oooh
With that Don Keke, and Billy Cook

[Hook x2: Billy Cook]
Dooooooooo yooooooooou
Waaaaaana riiiiiiide, do you wanna ride

[Billy Cook]
Do you wanna ride, you can come and ride
Won't you come and ride, so we can go and ride

[Lil' Keke]
You know it's first things first, and it can't get worse
From the shoes to the dress, to the matching purse
I ain't gon lie girl, you know I had a long day
Time is here to side, baby hit the highway
Let's do it my way, relax and get high
Turn a couple of corners, let the time pass by
The two-way gone, no need for cell phone
When the sun go down, I'm turning the fogs on
It's me and you, it's been a long time coming
The Benz like a horse, out the gate it be running
So buck wild, you peeping my whole style
But you got me going crazy, the minute I see you smile
You're gorgeous attractive, can't leave you alone
That's why I pull up on chrome, banging down L. Jones
So let's slide and ride, hit a mall or two
What you want how you want it, girl it's all on you
You my proud possession, baby you just don't know
Let the top down, so your hair can glow
Cause I'm fiending I miss you, so tell me the deal
I'm a independent playa, getting money for real come on

[Hook x2]

[Lil' Keke]
You my boo, and I'm the great Don Ke
Put your problems away, it's time to ride with me
Let's take a trip to Malibu, to let your hair back
We can shop Dynal, get jazzy and all that
You my sugar brown, and it was love at first sight
Tonight is your night, let's catch the first flight
Since day one, I had plans for you
And understand if I can, I'm the man for you
You know I want you on my side, every chance I get
I gotta get it how I live, cause my money legit
It's essential, your body is banging you got potential
It's all on me, so fa sho it's presidential
Relax your mind, and let your soul be free
2-1-4, back to 7-1-3
Get your mind right, and you can have it your way
I'd rather be your N-I, double G to the A
Bring your best baby, everywhere that we go
Cause you the total package sugar, talking head to toe
I'm the past you missed, I'm the present you need
I'm the future bout to happen baby, yes indeed
You my dawn and my sweet thang, I talk like that
With the gifts and the compliments, I'm just that cat
I'ma mash on the gas, cause you know I'm a G
Lay my cards on the table, baby ride with me come on

[Hook x2]

[Billy Cook]
Do you wanna ride, you can come and ride
Won't you come and ride, so we can go and ride

[Billy Cook]
Do you wanna ride
Do you, do you do you wanna ride
Do you, do you wanna ride
Heeey-heeeey-hey, 7-1-3 ha-ha
7-1-3, 7-1-3 Keke
 
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"Don't Cry"
(feat. Rod & The Cobras)

"Don't Cry"
(feat. Rod & The Cobras)



What's up, this our new artist Quest
Check him out, sing the hook baby

[Hook x2: Quest]
Baby don't cry, I know you stressed out
Because I live the thug life
Ducking dodging cops, and selling drugs all night
I know it seems hard, but it'll be alright
Oooh, it's alright-i-ight

[Rod]
Steady paranoid eyes and gray skies, looking at the people in my life
Trying to read my mind, cause this world ain't treating me right
Barely sleeping at night, with so much stress and drama on my brain
Cause busting bitch ass niggaz, want me out of the game
Now ain't that a shame, can't be real with niggaz niggaz ain't real
Can't put my trust in none of em, cause these niggaz'll steal
And if I show 'em they stealing, they'd think a nigga tripping
But yet still they plot to catch a nigga slipping, pistol gripping
When my pockets itching, to stack money
Never thought my baby mama, would bitch and act funny
Walking round fat tummy, talking bout she pregnant for me
Then turn around, and say it's for a nigga named Deep
But I ain't tripping cause I got what I wanted, and let a head in some pussy
Always knew I was gone make it, so she's scared to overlook me
Therefor, I hope that nigga that you with walking by your side
But don't be looking all sad, bitch smile

[Hook x2]

[Rod]
I feel this world, is full of envy and greee-eeed
Suckas and bustas, all wanna witness me bleee-eding
I paid my dues to become rich, now these folks all up on my dick
They wanna hate cause we balling, on top of ours and they falling
I done spent too many pain, from struggling years
Behind and under, heavy rain blood sweat and my tears
All on my lonesome, I've been facing my fears
I see day to day problems, in the faces of my peers
No need to be greedy, cause I'm just trying to get what I'm worth
Before the people have us the hats, and wipe me off the face of the earth
And place me in dirt, brought up as a problem child
Going through so much drama, but I still smile

[Hook x2]

[Lil' Keke]
You know I'm thugging, not for a hobby it's just my life
It's gon be a hot minute, 'fore I find me a wife
I'm into short term relations, switching up situations
Always on the go, I hustle for occupation
Got them people watching, they trying to shatter my world
You's a major part of me, that's how I look at it girl
Get your mind right, it ain't no need for tears
I've been grinding getting this money, living dirty for years
When we lay chest to chest, you moan and say you love me
'Fore you fall asleep tonight, say another prayer for me
It's one honey, get the stress off your brain
I'm built to maintain, lil' mama just do your thang
I'm my own man, and I'ma do just what I can
Staying inside my character, sticking straight to the plan
As for me and you, I'm trying to keep it true
It's a struggle on the streets, but you're still my boo

[Hook x2]
 
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"Don't Mess Wit Texas"
(feat. Head Of Botany , Knocky)

"Don't Mess Wit Texas"
(feat. Head Of Botany , Knocky)



Put your stones in dust and worn, South Coast raised and born
Have a place you get broke loose and catch the Texas long horn
Up that ass, when I blast, claimin' South East H-Town
Bakin' cakes stackin' hate makin' playahaters break down
If you're lookin' for an exit, cause Houston on the wreck shit
T-e-x-a-s is the state you don't mess wit
Cock the tech, spit, and check shit to vest
Where respect shit from north to east
Well connected with the west
It's the 3rd Coast creepin' 'round the corner
Rockin' birds, sippin' serb, puffin' marijuana
Screwed-Up Click roll deep and we kick it Down South
Pop the lip, try to trip, get you with the sawed off
Find your boy, bring the north twelve Atlant' on the map
Bailin' through the Texas street with my hand on my strap
Every hour on the hour born doubtin' bout rexis
Leaving you chestless if you're vestless, don't mess wit Texas

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Texas, that's us, and in glocks we trust, cause uh
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Glock 9's we bust and there's no fucking wit us, cause uh
Marsh shit don't thrill me, haters wanna kill me
Lil' Keke representin' Texas, so try to feel me
Marsh shit don't thrill me, haters wanna kill me
Southside Houston, Texas, so try to feel me

Cross the line at the point, to this lonestar state
And create drastic c's, lil' the kid can't make
Bustin' sounds out in the Talon to this world-wide tower
Take myself and then I bust, the other 9 don't matter
Ain't no wustle in Calies I used to think that was slow
It's automatics that'll catch you at this Texan's front do'
Lifestyles like Frank White, facin' Kapone
Stackin' cheese, takin' my keys, when you went through the zone
Tell your colleage you won't want this
North sides took over
9 times out of 10 I makin' it out, I doubt it
Fairy tales and riddles, cut you sweet down the middle
Fill in with weed to succeed how I'm plottin' to kill ya
Cowboys and neeyas, gangbangers and dopeslangers
Pull the Southern angle glock 2-1 in the chamber
So Lisa Lee, to the publicist who not try test us
You find yourself restless tryin' to fuck with Texas

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Texas, that's us, and in glocks we trust, cause uh
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Glock 9's we bust and there's no fucking wit us, cause uh
Marsh shit don't thrill me, haters wanna kill me
Lil' Keke representin' Texas, so try to feel me
Marsh shit don't thrill me, haters wanna kill me
Southside Houston, Texas, so try to feel me

Feel the ill, yield the yield, Texas hands no fear
Strapped with full metal gear, makin' it loud and clear
Takin' advantage, you can't manage, I'm a Southside avouce
So lay it down, or be found, as the chains of massacre
I'm askin' ya to chill, better yet try to feel
Stackin' mills down the kilo, gang related for real
Here's the deal, 9 to 10, everythang I want even
If I'm in then you spin, here's the key to the Benz
Fuck a friend in this game, cause it's all about greed
Tech 9, red beam, and a murderin' team
Yeah we're close to the border so won't you put in your order
Pound of weed, chug of water, half a chicken or quarter
Puffin' harder at the bottom cause we gainin' respect
Might check, I select, soly Texas connected
You respected Ke to hate, but I set it all straight
Brain or chest plate, it's the lonestar state

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Texas, that's us, and in glocks we trust, cause uh
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Glock 9's we bust and there's no fucking wit us, cause uh
Marsh shit don't thrill me, haters wanna kill me
Lil' Keke representin' Texas, so try to feel me
Marsh shit don't thrill me, haters wanna kill me
Southside Houston, Texas, so try to feel me
 
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"Don't You Know"
(feat. Madd Hatta , Phaz)

"Don't You Know"
(feat. Madd Hatta , Phaz)



Oh yeah playas it's definitely goin' down
Girbaud of the Manhattan I see you actin' bad
Jammin' that Lil' Keke "Don't Mess Wit Texas" CD
But right now I need you to take a...blown big break
And Lil' Keke 780'll do their latest out here 'n do his thang
This called "Don't You Know"
Go on ladies you need to get wet on this one

[Chorus:]
Don't you know, that I love you so
Don't you know, that I love you so, baby

Don't you know, I love you so
I wan' caress you slow, from head to toe
Deep inside I go, baby scream fo' mo'
We can play our way, at this game I'm a pro
Let you run the show, a queen you will be
Satin sheets, pat lace, Victoria's Secret
And I know your body need it gotta make your mind believe it
All above, all the love, on my purpose is defeated
You have cheated on your man to his spirits a g
When you know that he got flicks with a playa like me
I guess that Lil' Keke has the key to the do'
And I'm lettin' you ladies know that I love you so

[Chorus]

Bubble bath in the spa, menage-a-trois
You a driver for a car, I'll make you a star
As I floss Jaguar, to wherever you are
Long distance in the distance on my cellular
And no way's too far for my private jet
I'm on a flight, hold tight, keep it nice and wet
Please don't get upset, the fun just begun
Wanna want a job done, will you make me a son?
Will you make me a daughter? Do I need to pump harder?
Turn the temperature up on the bed so we can heat 'em warmer
A heart of a villain, a thug-like nigga gets harder gets liver
More deeper to the river
You shiver you shake, ice cream and candy
I wonder how it feel when your water breaks
No mistakes allowed at the rodeo show
And I'm lettin' you ladies know that I love you so, uh

[Chorus]

As I gaze in your eyes, it's not a surprise
That I'm the perfect size bumpin' between your thighs
Just time to realize, don't need a disguise
I'm a star on the rise, only out for the price
Dig deep into your soul, then get caught in the rapture
Yo' mind I'ma capture, night before morning after
First chapter Illuminati, beamas & benzes
7-day vacations, all-paid expenses
I'm a playa fo' life, thanks to this rap
I can floss, I can flap, with my salary cap
H-Town's on the map, and nothing is negative
I'm the owner of the firm, I make you an executive
Cause just then you will see that you do wanna be
With Lil' Keke in the land of free
Do you wanna, are you gonna? Let's sit in the sauna
And laugh our life away while we blow marijuana
It's goin' DOWN

[Chorus]

Ahh...I see the little latest out there acting bad
on that one right there
Lil' Keke from that CD "Don't Mess...With Tex-as"
Featuring Phaz, make sure you look out for him real soon aight? heh
Aight fellas, you took your break. heh
Now here's something you can bang to, fool!
 
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Učlanjen(a)
06.07.2010
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"Dreamin'"

"Dreamin'"


[Unknown girl & Lil' Keke]
Dreamin, Dreamin
uh I want you, I want you
come on yea I want you
I want you come on yeah
Dreamin, Dreamin
uh I want you, I want you
come on yea I want you
I want you come on yeah

[Verse One: Lil' Keke]
I aint gon' lie girl it must be somethin bout you
cause we aint knew each other long and you already my boo
I like your style you try to be mad, I make you smile
you lay up under my arms like a new born child
I'm thinking back to my teenage love, my teenage life
how I use to say that I aint gon' do this twice
but I'm a man now it cant get better or worse
and I know its hard to understand that my baby is first
but I got family to provide for, put shit aside for
you know its people in the world I'd die for
so whats you're plan?, I'm not a full time man
but I'm doing what I can maybe you'll understand
but its alright sugar so let you're feelings hang out
cause when I'm diggin deep inside I know you like it alot
I got this thug passion to put you in the mood
and then you hear my cell ring, you catchin a attitude
lets set da record straight you knew what it was from da start
and I'm just the typa nigga that'll mess up ya heart
we spent nights together, we took flights together
and if I wanted to see the world you was down for whatever
I'm ya lover man, cant be ya other man
aint no tellings when you aint gon' find another man
I'm a be dreamin so wont you please come true
cause everytime I close my eyes I swear I see you, dreamin

[Chorus: unknown girl & Lil' Keke]
If this is a dream please come true
cause when I close my eyes
I see you(I see you)
If this is a dream please come true
cause when I close my eyes
I see you(I see you)

[Verse Two: Lil' Keke]
Lets get ya mind right cause I'm on another page
looking for quaility time I live on the stage
thats ya stress look I want ya best look
ya long hair, high heels, short skirt, but deep dress
look you gotta man so you need to kick back
and u said ya really love him aint nothin wrong wit dat
so whats the deal? with the sad thing, the mad thing?
everytime you see a nigga you talkin bout a change
you needa chill, relax, and be cool up on da real
keep ya head focused so you know what it is
but u been down for a minute tho you aint da average ho
aint no need to lie its gon' be hard to let u go
lets take it slow and not to fast girl this is thug world
chocolate, and vanilla thats a hell of a swirl
holdin hands up on the beach you use to love that shit
shoppin sprees in New york you know we stayed in a mink
you doin 9-to 5, you know I do it live
and when you layin down and sick thats when I come beside
this aint no perfect match and it might not happen
just to give it to you straight I'm in love wit rappin
thats alright though I'm tryna get mo
I made my way up to the front, and out the back do'
and just to let you know that I'm still the same
we was friends from the start it aint gon' never change,dreamin

[chorus till end]
 
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