Knoc-Turn’al, Samuel Christian - Muzik lyrics

"You ready?" yes, hahaha
Yeah, yeah let's go, LAC

My music, my life, my heart, my soul
My music, my everything, I give my all
My wife, my daughter, my love, my dream
My mother, my father, my brother, my team
My camp, my squad, my house, my car
My boat, my shoes, my pants, my shirt
My coke, my sugar, my cream, my butter
My toast, my all, my queen, my folks

My baby walk like six strings
Talk like she's my everything my baby
Loves me, hates me, leaves me
Runs right back that sexy lady
All I know she shares all my confusion, so
My baby will not want for anything
I swear this though

Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Lord, my soul to keep
If music should die before I wake
I pray the Lord, my soul to take

She's thick, she's bad, so clean, she's fine
She loves, she hates, she laughs, she cries
She hurts, she lies, she's Bonnie, I'm Clyde
She's ghetto, she's real, she sings
She rhymes
She comes, she goes, she lives, she dies
She sexy and bomb, she blows my mind
She stays in line, she's smart, she's funny
She's crafty and cunning
In the game she's running
Her lips, her back, her waist, her thighs
Her face, her skin, her hair, her eyes
Her voice, her shape, her hips, her mind
Her love, her smile, her touch, her time

My baby walk like six strings
Talk like she's my everything my baby
Loves me, hates me, leaves me
Runs right back that sexy lady
All I know she shares all my confusion, so
My baby will not want for anything
I swear this though

I'm tipsy, I'm through, I'm drunk
I'm blunted
My way, my day, my life I love it
I move, I groove, I shake, I love it
My friends, my kins I like, I love it
I show, I prove, I live, I learn
I show, I teach, I run these streets
My kin, my heart, my heat, my rhythm
My rap, my beat, my life, my head
My feet, my heart, my soul, my candy
My cake, my platinum, my gold, my land
My gate, my Benz, my lake, my keys
My money, my love, my hate, my clothes
My phone, my house, my home, my money
My comb, my sugar, my spice, my base
My chrome, my rhythm, my music, my home
My world, my girl, my life, my home, my

My baby walk like six strings
Talk like she's my everything my baby
Loves me, hates me, leaves me
Runs right back that sexy lady
All I know she shares all my confusion, so
My baby will not want for anything
I swear this though my baby
Walk like six strings
Talk like she's my everything my baby
Loves me, hates me, leaves me
Runs right back that sexy lady
All I know she shares all my confusion, so
My baby will not want for anything
I swear this though