Big K.R.I.T. - Hey You lyrics
[Big K.R.I.T. - Hey You lyrics]
Aye, let me holla for a second
Shoot some game in your direction
'bout this pimp shit, you was tailor made
For this outfit
Mind molded, brave ho, blindfolded
Hands tied, never fall, landsliding
I'm your man now, your one and only
Your best friend, your homie
Confidant when you lonely
Tell me all your dreams
And I'll proceed to sew the
Seams of this love affair
A blanket with my arms to keep you warm
Stay up under here
Picture us rollin', car not stolen
Gator shoes on my feet
Chinchilla on my shoulders
Coasting down 85 as you drive
I puff this loud, put it in the air, sky-high
A certified gold mine between your thighs
I polish it and set it out to let it shine
We going places like we never been
Our side of town is smaller than
The smallest town we in
These lenses see your flaws
Down for your cause
When you let down your guard and
I broke down your walls
My number one starter
Proud of you, no doubt in you
Nothing like your father
I drafted you then coached you in
When no one else would bother
Hey you (Hey you)
Baby, baby (Get down with this team shawty)
I wanna talk to you (Let me talk to you)
Baby, baby
(Put you in this game, be my starter)
Hey you baby, baby (Let me be your Bulls)
I wanna talk to you
(Get you a couple rings, babygirl)
Baby, baby (We goin places '09, ya feel me?)
A'ight, ok, a'ight, pretty brown eyes
You can't deny I got you twisted like a dread
On Erykah Badu's head that went missing
You gifted and I know it
Down to help you show it
Pimpin' is as fluid as water, let me pour it
On your mind drip into your veins
Feel it tingle in your spine
Pump into your heart
Lose control, let it ride
Give it all you got any doubts, let 'em die
It's just you and I, sho' you right
Everything is everything
Chillin' in the breeze
Why give it up for love when you
Can charge a trick a fee?
Don't know how you should budget?
Baby, bring that shit to me
I'll knock it up and stretch it as
Far as the eye could see so forward flow
Colder than cold could wish to be
? smell of P-IM-P
Sippin' saki with Chinese broads
That dig my spit holla "Wo Ai Ni KRIT" when
They jump on my tip chyeaaa
Shoot some game in your direction
'bout this pimp shit, you was tailor made
For this outfit
Mind molded, brave ho, blindfolded
Hands tied, never fall, landsliding
I'm your man now, your one and only
Your best friend, your homie
Confidant when you lonely
Tell me all your dreams
And I'll proceed to sew the
Seams of this love affair
A blanket with my arms to keep you warm
Stay up under here
Picture us rollin', car not stolen
Gator shoes on my feet
Chinchilla on my shoulders
Coasting down 85 as you drive
I puff this loud, put it in the air, sky-high
A certified gold mine between your thighs
I polish it and set it out to let it shine
We going places like we never been
Our side of town is smaller than
The smallest town we in
These lenses see your flaws
Down for your cause
When you let down your guard and
I broke down your walls
My number one starter
Proud of you, no doubt in you
Nothing like your father
I drafted you then coached you in
When no one else would bother
Hey you (Hey you)
Baby, baby (Get down with this team shawty)
I wanna talk to you (Let me talk to you)
Baby, baby
(Put you in this game, be my starter)
Hey you baby, baby (Let me be your Bulls)
I wanna talk to you
(Get you a couple rings, babygirl)
Baby, baby (We goin places '09, ya feel me?)
A'ight, ok, a'ight, pretty brown eyes
You can't deny I got you twisted like a dread
On Erykah Badu's head that went missing
You gifted and I know it
Down to help you show it
Pimpin' is as fluid as water, let me pour it
On your mind drip into your veins
Feel it tingle in your spine
Pump into your heart
Lose control, let it ride
Give it all you got any doubts, let 'em die
It's just you and I, sho' you right
Everything is everything
Chillin' in the breeze
Why give it up for love when you
Can charge a trick a fee?
Don't know how you should budget?
Baby, bring that shit to me
I'll knock it up and stretch it as
Far as the eye could see so forward flow
Colder than cold could wish to be
? smell of P-IM-P
Sippin' saki with Chinese broads
That dig my spit holla "Wo Ai Ni KRIT" when
They jump on my tip chyeaaa