No, no, no, no, no, no, no



Homie, I don't think you know me (No)

And I don't think I know you (No)

But this clip on the 16

You actin' like I can't let them (Shorty!)

I don't think you know me (No)

And I don't think I know you (No)

The way you shakin' that ass (No, no, no)



Now there's nothin' in this world that I can't get ya

I can't sweat ya, but I can't let ya

Don't get carried away, I just met ya

Or you can get carried away on that stretcher

And you respect this gangster

When you lookin' at this big diamonds and the

necklace, ain't ya?

Checking the 22s on the Lexus ain't ya?

Peepin' at them black air mex's ain't ya?

Friends would say I'm gassin' ya

Cause there ain't enough room in the coupe for more passengers

But while they feedin' and hatin'

We be leanin' and escapin'

Keep these beats circulating, but you mean I be thinking

Shorty's, a little bit too hype

But if a nigga give her anything

It will be the pipe, and it will be alright

Cause you know the kid will be the type

And do it like Lewinsky, beeyatch!



[Chorus]

Homie, I don't think you know me (No)

And I don't think I know you (No)

But this clip on the 16

You actin' like I can't let them (Shorty!)

I don't think you know me (No)

And I don't think I know you (No)

But you lookin' so good

And that's just why I can't let them (No)



You will never step out of line and come out your face

Cause you don't want to see these guns come out the waist

It'll be weeks before your neck come out the brace

Months before the verdict come out the case

When I'm there, the hypno come out