K-Rino - Y’all Can Have That (Track 10 on The Maven ) lyrics
[K-Rino - Y’all Can Have That Track 10 on The Maven lyrics]
Nah nah man, I'm good I'm good I'm good
Nah man, I don't want none, man
That's you, that's what y'all do
I'm straight i'mma be over here, man
Watch
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
I'm known for having more
Stamina than my challenger
Y'all cats is outdated like
The '97 calendar
Told them people from the top
Ain't no way that I'mma stop
Haters find it hard to get through
To me like my numbers blocked
The way these swag boys act
I ain't surprised at that
Watch me kill a beat
Double back and revive the track
Why you mad at me
Partner? I'm just describin' facts
Best line I heard you say is "Would
You like some fries with that?"
I'm in your crib 'cus somebody
But the hit out
He kicked his own door down from
The inside tryin' to get out
Dead kittens laying everywhere who
Let that pet out? Rappers is dry heavin'
No more blood left to spit out
Y'all at the show, tryin' to dance
Doin' flips
At your photo shoot, wearin' skirts
Hands on your hips
I'mma beat you like your daddy
Swingin' fast with my belt
You make dollar menu music
Cheap and bad for your health
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
If you wanna bump with me
I'mma send you back home
Talkin' bout my clothes when you
Got middle school slacks on
Practice hard before the fight
Now it's time for war tonight
Want his girlfriend in the battle
But took his mama she's more my type
These fellas so soft
I don't even need my fist to fight 'em
Your songs sound like you let
Your little sister write 'em
Do what you got to do
And I'mma put a stop to you
These boys is walkin' around souped up
Like they got the flu
I don't care about the
Drank or the strippers
Or the weed up in your limo
I'm a underground CEO with my own label
I don't need to send no demo
Drop a real short passage that
Be way above average
All these silly rabbit's rapping
'bout they drug habit's
And I heard your track was booboo
That ain't new news
Your single been on YouTube for 11 months
With only 22 views 10 from you
7 from your lil' partner who mixed it
And the other 5 from a few
Dudes who accidentally clicked it
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
I'm spittin' on a daily basis
Bro your style is tasteless
I saw your pages you dot
Your eyes with smiley faces
My words are symmetrically embedded
With no edit's
And to my credit I can repeat what
You say before you said it
This industries pathetic
Full of hateful games
I want cash I ain't tryin' to
Wear your record label chain
It'd be different if you paid us good
And took us to the moon
Gimme my bread I don't need you to
Send no hookers to my room
You can keep your drugs fam
I ain't judgin' I ain't hatin'
I'm just sayin' once that high wear off
Them bills gon' still be waitin'
First they told me dumb my
Lyrics down, do club music
You'll see hit's how the hell I look
Doin' the "Grand Deception
(Booty Remix) "?
In the daytime you thuggin'
Chasin' profit's and ends but every night
You hangin' out with
Your androgynous friends
When they hear you rap they
Go "Eh, that's cool, yeah he okay"
When they hear me rap they
Go "Ooh, hol' up, rewind
What'd he say?" so listen
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
Nah man, I don't want none, man
That's you, that's what y'all do
I'm straight i'mma be over here, man
Watch
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
I'm known for having more
Stamina than my challenger
Y'all cats is outdated like
The '97 calendar
Told them people from the top
Ain't no way that I'mma stop
Haters find it hard to get through
To me like my numbers blocked
The way these swag boys act
I ain't surprised at that
Watch me kill a beat
Double back and revive the track
Why you mad at me
Partner? I'm just describin' facts
Best line I heard you say is "Would
You like some fries with that?"
I'm in your crib 'cus somebody
But the hit out
He kicked his own door down from
The inside tryin' to get out
Dead kittens laying everywhere who
Let that pet out? Rappers is dry heavin'
No more blood left to spit out
Y'all at the show, tryin' to dance
Doin' flips
At your photo shoot, wearin' skirts
Hands on your hips
I'mma beat you like your daddy
Swingin' fast with my belt
You make dollar menu music
Cheap and bad for your health
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
If you wanna bump with me
I'mma send you back home
Talkin' bout my clothes when you
Got middle school slacks on
Practice hard before the fight
Now it's time for war tonight
Want his girlfriend in the battle
But took his mama she's more my type
These fellas so soft
I don't even need my fist to fight 'em
Your songs sound like you let
Your little sister write 'em
Do what you got to do
And I'mma put a stop to you
These boys is walkin' around souped up
Like they got the flu
I don't care about the
Drank or the strippers
Or the weed up in your limo
I'm a underground CEO with my own label
I don't need to send no demo
Drop a real short passage that
Be way above average
All these silly rabbit's rapping
'bout they drug habit's
And I heard your track was booboo
That ain't new news
Your single been on YouTube for 11 months
With only 22 views 10 from you
7 from your lil' partner who mixed it
And the other 5 from a few
Dudes who accidentally clicked it
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
I'm spittin' on a daily basis
Bro your style is tasteless
I saw your pages you dot
Your eyes with smiley faces
My words are symmetrically embedded
With no edit's
And to my credit I can repeat what
You say before you said it
This industries pathetic
Full of hateful games
I want cash I ain't tryin' to
Wear your record label chain
It'd be different if you paid us good
And took us to the moon
Gimme my bread I don't need you to
Send no hookers to my room
You can keep your drugs fam
I ain't judgin' I ain't hatin'
I'm just sayin' once that high wear off
Them bills gon' still be waitin'
First they told me dumb my
Lyrics down, do club music
You'll see hit's how the hell I look
Doin' the "Grand Deception
(Booty Remix) "?
In the daytime you thuggin'
Chasin' profit's and ends but every night
You hangin' out with
Your androgynous friends
When they hear you rap they
Go "Eh, that's cool, yeah he okay"
When they hear me rap they
Go "Ooh, hol' up, rewind
What'd he say?" so listen
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
All that flashing and that cappin'
Y'all can have that
Trickin', money, shinin' clothes
Y'all can have that
I ain't come to play around
Just show me where the cash at
I'm rehab, that's a murderer
Don't make me have a flashback
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