Whiteboy, John Legend, Kanye West - U Know lyrics
John Legend [John Roger Stephens] Springfield, Ohio, U.S. 🇺🇸
Kanye West/Ye [Kanye Omari West] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Whiteboy, John Legend, Kanye West - U Know lyrics]
You know oh, you know
I just want you to know
I just got off the plane Chicago
It's ya boy Kanye West on the beat
Aye, White Boy
(You know) I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know) I just want you to know
This boy here finna' blow
(You know) Southside up in here
Westside up in here eastside up in here
Throw your hands in the air
Kanye the best in the game, now we got that
That thing clear
Kanye West is the name, Southside up in here
Y'all niggas stole the soul
Y'all niggas all some clones
Y'all need to change y'all tone
Nigga I control the gold
Motherfucker close the door
Light the weed and let the doja blow
Why you keep bawlin' though girl
You ain't been around hoes before?
Why my chain rosey gold
Why my wrist below zero
How the hell I know B-Lo
Why them girls tell you no means no
No means no just as sure as green means go
Green means paper dream team
Caper we see haters like shorty
On the 'Sixth Sense'
Y'all finna' see some dead people
Come through ya block and air people
My people ain't scared people
Only FIG-IAIR people
(You know) I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know) I just want you to know
This boy here finna' blow
(You know) Southside up in here
Westside up in here eastside up in here
Throw your hands in the air
White Boy back in the mix
And I'm in the atmosphere
Crunkin' for stackin' the fifth
And we got them gats in here
This is not a game, Chris is not a lame
Chi-town drop the flame
White Boy got them thangs
White Boy a hot damn shame
White Boy hot like mars
Y'alls flow hot like March
Y'all can't stop these bars
White Boy drop these charts
White Boy got the ball
Lyrics gon' shock you all
Chris gon' cop them cars
Get a couple foxy broads, out they shoes
Socks and bra
This is not so hard, Chris got a rocky heart
Pimp wit' a monster walk
Chris got hostile thoughts
Y'all better watch it dawg
Me and West rock you dawg
(You know) I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know) I just want you to know
This boy here finna' blow
(You know) Southside up in here
Westside up in here eastside up in here
Throw your hands in the air
Rap profit, plat gothic
Slash convict raps jock it
Fat pockets mac, hoppin' crack
Poppin' stacks
Droppin' cakes, stoppin' wakes, knockin' hate
And you fakes, watchin' base, on relate
Gossip fakes and I make, options yeah
In case I catch a case gots to pay
Confrentrate need ya way, from this place
Cause it ain't common (nope)
If this ain't the way, Kan-ye
Then it's straight
Colleges, in ya veins cause you
Spit what you came from straight knowledge
I was raised in the street
Praised in my heat, holdin' on my Nextel
Hopin' for the next cell
Focused on the best cell
Smokin' on a fresh L, posted like FedEx mail
(You know) I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know) I just want you to know
This boy here finna' blow
(You know) Southside up in here
Westside up in here eastside up in here
Throw your hands in the air
I just want you to know
I just got off the plane Chicago
It's ya boy Kanye West on the beat
Aye, White Boy
(You know) I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know) I just want you to know
This boy here finna' blow
(You know) Southside up in here
Westside up in here eastside up in here
Throw your hands in the air
Kanye the best in the game, now we got that
That thing clear
Kanye West is the name, Southside up in here
Y'all niggas stole the soul
Y'all niggas all some clones
Y'all need to change y'all tone
Nigga I control the gold
Motherfucker close the door
Light the weed and let the doja blow
Why you keep bawlin' though girl
You ain't been around hoes before?
Why my chain rosey gold
Why my wrist below zero
How the hell I know B-Lo
Why them girls tell you no means no
No means no just as sure as green means go
Green means paper dream team
Caper we see haters like shorty
On the 'Sixth Sense'
Y'all finna' see some dead people
Come through ya block and air people
My people ain't scared people
Only FIG-IAIR people
(You know) I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know) I just want you to know
This boy here finna' blow
(You know) Southside up in here
Westside up in here eastside up in here
Throw your hands in the air
White Boy back in the mix
And I'm in the atmosphere
Crunkin' for stackin' the fifth
And we got them gats in here
This is not a game, Chris is not a lame
Chi-town drop the flame
White Boy got them thangs
White Boy a hot damn shame
White Boy hot like mars
Y'alls flow hot like March
Y'all can't stop these bars
White Boy drop these charts
White Boy got the ball
Lyrics gon' shock you all
Chris gon' cop them cars
Get a couple foxy broads, out they shoes
Socks and bra
This is not so hard, Chris got a rocky heart
Pimp wit' a monster walk
Chris got hostile thoughts
Y'all better watch it dawg
Me and West rock you dawg
(You know) I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know) I just want you to know
This boy here finna' blow
(You know) Southside up in here
Westside up in here eastside up in here
Throw your hands in the air
Rap profit, plat gothic
Slash convict raps jock it
Fat pockets mac, hoppin' crack
Poppin' stacks
Droppin' cakes, stoppin' wakes, knockin' hate
And you fakes, watchin' base, on relate
Gossip fakes and I make, options yeah
In case I catch a case gots to pay
Confrentrate need ya way, from this place
Cause it ain't common (nope)
If this ain't the way, Kan-ye
Then it's straight
Colleges, in ya veins cause you
Spit what you came from straight knowledge
I was raised in the street
Praised in my heat, holdin' on my Nextel
Hopin' for the next cell
Focused on the best cell
Smokin' on a fresh L, posted like FedEx mail
(You know) I just want you to know
I just want you to know
(You know) I just want you to know
This boy here finna' blow
(You know) Southside up in here
Westside up in here eastside up in here
Throw your hands in the air