DJ Drama, Big Kuntry King, Young Dro - Aye lyrics

DJ Drama [Tyree Cinque Simmons]

[DJ Drama, Big Kuntry King, Young Dro - Aye lyrics]

This where we from, this where we stay
This where we live, this where we play aye
You heard that, you heard that
You heard that, you heard that

I know how to trap, I know how to sell dope
I know how to rob, I know how to pimp a hoe
I know how to make the hammer
Cock back on the 44
I know how to order 5 bricks
Then order 40 more 22 inches on it
The Benzes where the rappers go
Dro with 2 twin supermodel bitches
Up on the top floor body full of liquor, I
Don't need your crumbs, hoe
Fuck what you heard, I'm hard, they soft, hoe
What you gotta say about that skiddle shit
Taste the rainbow, you niggas ain't with it
Put the chain on the Roadster, Porsh roster
Standin in the trap, sittin down
But, I'm layd up glocked up
Boddy full of lead when I'm done here
Dreamin bout my career, now I'm stuntin
Had it comin for a long time, I got it
No pussy nigga can beat us, gotta let 'm know

This where we from, this where we stay
This where we live, this where we play aye
You heard that, you heard that
You heard that, you heard that

Look, the rims, the car, my grill
Dro the best thang smokin, shawty
I'm for real
I hit the ghetto in the Porsh truck
What it is
I was gone, got me a deal, what it is
I got them niggas actin like they shook
Now them hoes in the club, like, girl, look
That nigga Dro, I know he a thug, but girl
Look 24 main on Dub, girl, look
Look, that Pontiac Michael Cane car
I heard it was fast
With them birds on the top
I heard it can talk, like them Bentley ones
I heard he got a BMW, like James Bond
Fuck what you heard, look here, boo, chop me
Straight up out the ghetto, section 8
Coope poppin
I be rockin, way back, ATL's mascot
RAF throwback, polls with 67 squad
They ain't know bout that
Fooled you with the rich man
Heard you in the hood, you with the head man
Ice on my hand, blingin like a star
Bitch up in the car, and she off a brown bar
Dro!

This where we from, this where we stay
This where we live, this where we play aye
You heard that, you heard that
You heard that, you heard that

It ain't a secret no more
Niggas know I run the streets
Come and holler at your boy
Got them unit's for the chief
If you think about robbin
Got the chopper on the backseat
Light lotto, if you in luck
You can play with me
I have your head hangin
Like a kid on a jungle gym
This the jungle we in
Don't come if you never been
20 years be the rims, we sittin high on them
Know you gotta hit me
Only way I ride with them
Nigga gonna ride with them
Cause nothin but some killers here
This my trap, this my baby
Pimpin ain't no deal in here
Pimpin, what's the deal in here
You see how big the club be
I love my southern girls
You see how big they ass be
Plus, they all over me
All of them attached to me
Niggas keep on askin me for work
Stop harassin me bottom line, this the Aye
This where I was respected at
It's Kuntry King, man
Show me where your lovers at

This where we from, this where we stay
This where we live, this where we play aye
You heard that, you heard that
You heard that, you heard that

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