Keep Ya Head Up Kb Mike Lyrics

All I want is LV, I want Gucci on me, yeah. We gon' have the bed rocking (bed), take off them leg stockings (legs). I pull up with a stick, I let that shit hit. She wanna fuck, but keep her clothes on, I only want the jaw. All on the block like the police, man, who gon' (Stop, stop).

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I'ma give her what she want, uh. She got her own bag, move from the hood. She told me she hate niggas. Mr. Hit the Quan went viral, gigantic. Well, she fucking lied. Don't think nobody care, but I'm there whenever she callin'.

Hit a stain, fifty bands, all hunnids. She put me on game, nigga. They say, "Drink to your accomplishments, " so every night I'm faded. Cause growing up in Memphis, Tennessee I couldn't have it. Bitch, I did it, I made it, I'm loved and I'm hated. Fuckin' with your ass, it'd be like throwing a band out (Per-Per-Perfect). Always used to dodge cops, riding around with no plate tags.

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I'ma breathe in her ear so she hear when I'm moanin'. That boy gon' eat, this is a feast. And just for her, I'll swing the block, let off shots, I'm goin' all in (oh-oh). Keep ya head up kb mike lyrics.com. Got you stunned (hey), know what to do. I'ma nut in that (pussy, yeah, yeah, yeah), buy you gucci and some red bottoms. She say, "You for everybody, " I look at her like, "Who everybody? " And you trippin' if I ain't gon' give you foreplay, get the (head poppin').

Got the blicky, uh, drum it hold fifty, uh. Feel like every other day, me and somebody new related. I ain't the type to be dick pressed. You gots to get it through your head.

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Shooting my shot like the police. I don't have a top now. Ayy, wake up, wake up, get your cake up. She want rich sex, she ain't the type to be dick pressed. What you talkin' 'bout me for? I done took off on em, I don't care bout the mileage. You don't be givin' me no stress, so I know where it's at. Fall in love, threesome.

Me and my bestfriend on that G5, it's a link up. Had to hit the Quan cause today is a good day This is how I feel on the inside. All I want is your head, and your hands (hands). Keep ya head up rapper. Many companies use our lyrics and we improve the music industry on the internet just to bring you your favorite music, daily we add many, stay and enjoy. My flow increased, my dough increased. Move milli', all my n*ggas on fifty, uh. We give the hood guidance, we keep the hood smilin'.

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I am a fucking beast, I'm from the East. But they can never catch me, driving like a taxi. In the hood with them billy n*ggas and them Hoover n*ggas. I'ma fuck her, then I dash home, to the cash, hoI'm on some rob a n*gga shit, take the n*gga bitch. Nice shoes, car clean cause it's sunny outside. But I keep a piece, got it, capisce? Kinda wish nobody ain't hit yet.
You worthless, you have no purpose, fuckin' imposter. Well, I don't know who told you that (My mama). I'ma have your legs in the air like baby, I need ya, uh, yeah. You run up and they shootin' n*ggas, we ain't hoopin', n*gga. I don't love her, that's a sad ho, she a bad ho. Mama told me never leave the house without my nightgown. I'm so VIP all I know is private.

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Put my dick in her backbone, I pass her to my bro. I started from the bottom, now my neighborhood is gated. Been hella sure, ain't gotta choose. She don't fuck with a nigga 'less he make 'bout eight figures.

She don't fuck with no lame nigga. Waiting on my taxes, lights camera action. Fire, per-per-perfect). Finna play Michael Jackson, Oprah's in a jacket. This shit right here a masterpiece, I'm comin' in hot like the police. Take it but I'll match it, y'all not in my bracket. You got me stuck inside your love cycle, I read your love bible. That mean I pull up with my top down. Mama I'm on BET so I can act hyped now. Nah, let me keep going. Hold up wait face it, go ahead pump your brakes fast. I read your love bible (oh-oh). Shout out *******, but I fucked that n*gga bitchN*ggas iffy, uh, blicky got the stiffy, uh. Song keep ya head up. Yo KB, you a loser, n*gga, up that Uzi, n*gga.

All I'm really tryna see, uh (oh). On 'em like the WWE and lay the smackdown. Deep strokes all in her chest. Talk down (Pew pew pew), you silly, uh (Fah-fah-fah-fah). All for you, yeah, yeah. Had to pull up on the block cause today I get to whip. Deep strokes all in your spine, can't wait 'til I see ya, uh, yeah.

All you non-talent rappin' motherfuckers better run and hide. I don't want her, you can keep the whore, she fiendin' for some more[Verse 3: iLoveMemphis]. So fuck you up like Master P (Perfect). Divin' inside of your ocean, don't need no breathers. You know I leave them all deceased. Warner Chappell Music, Inc. I done took off on em, I feel like a pilot. Wake up in the morning then I dab. N*ggas talkin' 'bout that cash, but my bag worth a lot. Gonna help, yourself (yeah). All the streets with all these beats. A cheater, uh, yeah.

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