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Correct Cheating On Wifey Lyrics
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Krept & Konan
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Correct Cheating On Wifey
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[Chorus: Mostack] If I sleep with my gun is that cheating on wifey I have to these niggas don't like me I don't mind a likkle bus or a likkle drama Pull up with your gang I do it how you want tah See I don't really spake I just mmm hmm hmm You ain't really street but mmm hmm hmm My gyal wanna get the hmm hmm hmm Give her that lit like mmmm hmm [Verse 1: Krept] Gyal what gives, sorry not bank One question, are you gunna off pant Man's hot topic Adam, Ishmael, Ibrahim sorry I'm just counting the profit Big long coat when I enter, wait I think I'm the black Arsen Wenger Aim at your centre, tell me where your friends are The ting went rrrah bet them man can't rrremember Got a couple Marleys that don't do raggar Got no sabar, big fucking hammer And they always ask me the same damn question Should I stab with dagger or shoot make splatter Something dangerous in the night bag I came with the crazy looking white lad He looks kinda Irish, straps for a fivish And he's from joints Arthritis, Ay Tell that gyal this is mint get your hand off Real like Ramos, Gris like Cavos Swap your flat from her jewels if I knock a couple grand off Stones in my hand got me feeling like Thanos Just a young nigga getting rich Money like Mitch Hussle like Nip Used to have a big stick in the crib now I got a big crib in the sticks Ay [Chorus: Mostack] If I sleep with my gun is that cheating on wifey I have to these niggas don't like me I don't mind a likkle bus or a likkle drama Pull up with your gang I do it how you want tah See I don't really spake I just mmm hmm hmm You ain't really street but mmm hmm hmm My gyal wanna get the hmm hmm hmm Give her that lit like mmmm hmm [Verse 2: Konan] Got-got something under the puffer Red devil but I came with a gunner Diors in the Spring double Gs in the Summer Channels on your feet all I see is a runner (ooh) Akhi in a dinger tryna find opp (scrr) That big banger have you tryna find God Came for the riches, taking your mrs Jay 1 told you he's joking but I'm not Gold diggers looking for a pot of gold Ice on my neck they don't know if I'm hot or cold (crazy) They keep telling me that I'm a role model but I'm here telling models roll (ay yo babes where you going?) Right back to the suit if I sleep with my flicky does it mean I'm a G? (am I a G?) I can't lie I fell in love with the beat but there's not future she belongs to the street [Chorus: Mostack] If I sleep with my gun is that cheating on wifey I have to these niggas don't like me I don't mind a likkle bus or a likkle drama Pull up with your gang I do it how you want tah See I don't really spake I just mmm hmm hmm You ain't really street but mmm hmm hmm My gyal wanna get the hmm hmm hmm Give her that lit like mmmm hmm If I sleep with my gun is that cheating on wifey I have to these niggas don't like me I don't mind a likkle bus or a likkle drama Pull up with your gang I do it how you want tah See I don't really spake I just mmm hmm hmm You ain't really street but mmm hmm hmm My gyal wanna get the hmm hmm hmm Give her that lit like mmmm hmm hmm
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