mixtape: "Konkrete Jungle" (2012)

• Konkrete Jungle (Intro) lyrics - Akon
• Used To Know Remix lyrics - Akon (feat. Gotye, Money J, Frost)
• CaShin Out (Re-remix) lyrics - Akon
• We On lyrics - Akon (feat. Yo Gotti)
• Samn Damn Time Remix lyrics - Akon (feat. Future)
• Ain't Sayin Nothin lyrics - Akon
• Salute 100 Ya'll lyrics - Akon (feat. Fabolous, Money J)
• Be More Careful lyrics - Akon (feat. E-40)
• Call Da Police lyrics - Akon (feat. Busta Rhymes)
• Throw Dat lyrics - Akon
• Put It On Me lyrics - Akon (feat. Young Swift)
• Slow Motion lyrics - Akon (feat. Money J)
• Get By lyrics - Akon

Konkrete Jungle (Intro) lyrics - Akon

Evil empire

It's that motion picture shit, baby

Used To Know Remix lyrics - Akon (feat. Gotye, Money J, Frost)

I guess that I don't need that though

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Go on take 'er, I don't need 'er

Kickin' back in my 2 seater

I'm through with ya, I don't remember

Nothin' 'bout ya, amnesia

I moved on, adios

Pop your bottles, make a toast

Whole pockets, filled up

Nothin' but dead folks

You thought that I was gonna save you

Tried to play but I played you

Louie V, D&G

Look at your wheat which I made you

I'm cold hearted, no feelings

My McLaren got no ceiling

Fast life, care down

I'm made of fire, three wheelin'

Panamera, new Ferrari

Paint job, caucasian

Two hoes, half asian

Two mo', Venezuelan

Through with ya, now kick rocks

S1's in my pick top

10 bricks for this wrist watch

It's over babe, straight drop

What the fuck?

Heyo Whoo Kid, run that shit back

God damn

I guess that I don't need that though

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Go on take 'er, I don't need 'er

Kickin' back in my 2 seater

I'm through with ya, I don't remember

Nothin' 'bout you, amnesia

I moved on, adios

Pop your bottles, make a toast

Whole pockets, filled up

Nothin' but dead folks

You thought that I was gonna save you

Tried to play but I played you

Louie V, D&G

Look at your wheat which I made you

I'm cold hearted, no feelings

My McLaren got no ceiling

Fast life, care down

I'm made of fire, three wheelin'

Panamera, new Ferrari

Paint job, caucasian

Two hoes, half asian

Two mo', Venezuelan

Through with ya, now kick rocks

S1's in my pick top

10 bricks for this wrist watch

It's over babe, straight drop

But you didn't have to cut me off

Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing

And I don't even need your love

But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough

No you didn't have to stoop so low

Have your friends collect your records and then change your number

I guess that I don't need that though

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Money money money man

I got DC's, crockodiles

On both feet, Kai Peters

Livin' life, screwed up

Jump lane for 100 meters

You spreadin' rumors, tellin' lies

But that's bullshit, I'm too fly

My heart cold, I don't feel

Nothin' in it, it paralyzed

Deep and under, I cut 'er off

She know how to treat a boss

I move pounds like Boston George

Get high before I was record

Mark Jacobs on my face

Gator heads on my waist

Makin' more, B-O-T

I pop the trunk but there's lil space

Goin' in on everything

Head first, divin' for it

You playin' games, changin' numbers

And I ain't got time for it

Drop the top, I need head room

Flat screens in my bathroom

I got a red hoe with long weave

With Money Man on her tattoos

But you didn't have to cut me off

Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing

And I don't even need your love

But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough

No you didn't have to stoop so low

Have your friends collect your records and then change your number

I guess that I don't need that though

Now you're just somebody that I used to know

Ai-ain't in love with him, blood sucka

Bleed his Pockets, then burn rubba

You can look, never let him touch it

Think about it all day – Mothafucka

Run over niggas, road kill

Need room to breathe like fishy gills

Give them to you? What's the use

Give them away, goodwill

High heels, TG's

Got that ass movin' in 3D

The riding cure everything's so Breezy

Gotta fight him for me like Rhi Rhi

... heart cold

Third eye, heart froze

Armpits, tagged toes

Beauty and the beast, don't love hoes

That shit, I don't like it

Do anything for a Klondike

Ice-cream but my ice clean

And my cake feels, bon appetite

Devious, French too

Bitch cost, whole thang

Twenty cake in my bustier

38 in my villa rang

Consider this Evil Empire thing as a threat

CaShin Out (Re-remix) lyrics - Akon

Money dup blow so ride 'round with that Nina (ride 'round with that Nina)

With a Hollywood hoe with lips like Angelina (lips like Angelina)

My diamonds talk for me they say how can I meet ya? (how can I meet ya?)

G flyer then sky how high, oh I can see her (oh I can see her)

Got an island on my wrist, girl, I'm cashin' out (I'm cashin' out)

Got an island on my neck, girl, I'm cashin' out (I'm cashin' out)

My diamonds talk for me they say how can I meet ya?

G flyer then sky how high, oh I can see her

I got two thing around my wrist, Gaga around my neck

Got o' money so long, I ain't movin' cash in them checks

I keep wide 3's on my feet, still ridin' 'round with that heat

Foreign cars in my garage, all these bad bitches I beat

Oops! Is that your girl? She said her name was Nina

Oops! Ridin' 'round, gettin' head from a girl named Nina

Oops! I'm sorry, but I'm on my I container (I container)

I'm African so you know I got hyenas

I cashed out on my whips, I cashed out from my check

Though I chemp TV again, got that stations all in my bed

Got a indoor court, outdoor court

Indoor pool, outdoor pool

I ain't lyin', nigga tell 'I'm it's true

Ask Ray he done be there too

Money dup blow so ride 'round with that Nina (ride 'round with that Nina)

With a Hollywood hoe with lips like Angelina (lips like Angelina)

My diamonds talk for me they say how can I meet ya? (how can I meet ya?)

G flyer then sky how high, oh I can see her (oh I can see her)

Got an island on my wrist, girl, I'm cashin' out (I'm cashin' out)

Got an island on my neck, girl, I'm cashin' out (I'm cashin' out)

My diamonds talk for me they say how can I meet ya?

G flyer then sky how high, oh I can see her

Grab the top, hop in, hoes they come in 'bout flypers in

Birds they come in 'bout 5 percent

Pass them birds like stock den

Play with my money, I'm poppin'

No actin' but peace of me

We got spins on the beach so we ain't amused

Ain't don't act like you who ain't choosed

I'm blow'd up, yea I'm the ball

Ride 'round blowin' them stank bombs

Push so good you stank moms

Top flow suture the neck upon

You want a whole lovely yard of crumbs

'Til then I'm runnin' my check up

And it's fuck a Buggatti I'm callin' my jet, cool

They say so so I'm ridin' 'round with that Nina (I'm ridin' 'round with that Nina)

Ridin' with a hoe, named Keisha, just wanna know Keisha (just wanna know Keisha)

My diamonds talk for me they say how can I meet ya? (how can I meet ya?)

She fly how high in the sky oh I can see

Got a condo on my wrist, girl, I'm cashin' out (I'm cashin' out)

Got a condo around my neck, girl, I'm cashin' out (I'm cashin' out)

They're still so so riding 'round with that Nina

My diamonds talk for me they say how can I meet ya? (how can I meet ya?)

It's the Pimpin' over here

Shetch. Time to copy Maybach already, divert

I got big money visions, Sammy saw some pigeons with that man

That mean they jumpin' out the kitchen

And I'm on the money mission, nobody can stop me

Just grab your cam corder, press record and go on and watch me

And you can stay on my ice just like you play hockey

And in the room if I beat the beat up call me Rocky

Yea, I'm cocky cool

They say so so I'm ridin' 'round with that Nina (I'm ridin' 'round with that Nina)

Ridin' with a hoe, named Keisha, just wanna know Keisha (just wanna know Keisha)

My diamonds talk for me they say how can I meet ya? (how can I meet ya?)

She fly how high in the sky oh I can see

Got a condo on my wrist, girl, I'm cashin' out (I'm cashin' out)

Got a condo around my neck, girl, I'm cashin' out (I'm cashin' out)

They're still so so riding 'round with that Nina

My diamonds talk for me they say how can I meet ya? (how can I meet ya?)

I ride 'round with that Nina

Slowly smokin' on Keisha

How can I meat you though?

We On lyrics - Akon (feat. Yo Gotti)

Testing one

Testing two

Yo Gotti!

My top down, my money long

My bitch bad and I'm packed up

Niggas like me these bitches fuck

He ain't hood no mo', he ain't strapped up

Y'all mixed up, thinkin' I'm a call up my gorillas

I've got killers in Chinchillas, pullin' cars straight from the dealer

I'm worldwide and they love me when my PJ ain't for soil

That cocka money all, I've been fuckin' with the soil

See, all my bitches love me, they all be callin' me hubby

I've been thinkin' 'bout movin' to Miami and getting chubby

Been getting all this money and fuckin' all these bitches

Survive all these hoods, bumpin, we bumpin' these bitches

We on we on we on

We on we on we on

I see this Louie and this Gucci

This Bentley and this Prada

My swag's off the roof that's why these hoes tryin' harder

We on we on we on

We on we on we on

I pulled up in like full hoomer

Straight linen like dope money

Got a red bitch and a red Rrari

If something comes, California

She mink skinned, her butter milk

My people me, might stand me up

Get the club, that Rollie watchin'

New Versace chain, they can't stand me

Heated up in the club and we poppin' these bitches

And we bumpin' in designer, we rockin', we on

We on, 20 racks and we shoppin'

8 million and it's droppin'

If you want it give me coppin'

Bitch, I'm tripped up like a light switch

On light me like a drag beat

Good round with that black truck

But don't steer back that white shit

Money, it's the root of all evil

I'm just tryna feed my people

Couple ounces for these sneakers, I'm on

Been getting all this money and fuckin' all these bitches

Survive all these hoods, bumpin, we bumpin' these bitches

We on we on we on

We on we on we on

I see this Louie and this Gucci

This Bentley and this Prada

My swag's off the roof that's why these hoes tryin' harder

We on we on we on

We on we on we on

We work hard, no sleep

You starve, we eat

No shorts, knee deep

Them Louie bags ain't cheap

And that's all that she wanted

Got 'er back and up on it

Remind me of my old battle bee and she might think I might clone it

Cute face, big ole ass

Lookin' like she J Lo

Diamond piece all over this smash

Tryna fuck the whole ano

Diamonds on my back, diamonds on my wrist

Might splurge a lil bit and put diamonds on this bitch

Been getting all this money and fuckin' all these bitches

Survive all these hoods, bumpin, we bumpin' these bitches

We on we on we on

We on we on we on

I see this Louie and this Gucci

This Bentley and this Prada

My swag's off the roof that's why these hoes tryin' harder

We on we on we on

We on we on we on

Samn Damn Time Remix lyrics - Akon (feat. Future)

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

I'm on Pluto I'm on Mars at the same damn time

On the sofa, poppin' bottles at the same damn time

I'm far with this shit, it's a lot going on at the same damn time right about now

I put that on my bra, nigga this ain't nothin' new to me

Rollie on my wrist, designer shoes and a Gucci treat

Supermodel bitches and they frizz all in my bathroom'd up

Team money said they like 'er, I said fuck it then I'm passin' up

Got money to blow, I get it like I print it all

A million at the show, ain't no way that I could spend it all

Monday I be all up in my Lambo, cross me pocket chips

Tuesday pull the Rrari up, say I'm on some floss 'n' shit

Wednesday I'm confused, I don't know which car to head on with

I want something new, I'm about to buy some other shit

But I don't know which car to go in yea

I said fuck it, went and bought a lil' jet

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

I'm on Pluto I'm on Mars at the same damn time

On the sofa, poppin' bottles at the same damn time

I'm back up on my gunner shit, I fuck the bitch you comin' with

No squares in my circle, not the niggas that I haller with

God no, make no noise when I bust cause I muzzle it

1500 mill on the reel I'm tryna double it

Fuck 'em with my diamond shine, fresh up off that diamond mine

Niggas come and get you like they propin' up in columbine

Columbine, propin' up in columbine

You don't want no problem, where I'm from they do this all the time

And you don't wanna gamble with your life

Like the chalk up on that sidewalk, my whips are all white

Crib is all white and that jewelry so bright

Multitask with this pimpin', we could do this all night

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time

Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

At the same damn time, at the same damn time

I'm on Pluto I'm on Mars at the same damn time

On the sofa, poppin' bottles at the same damn time

Ain't Sayin Nothin lyrics - Akon

The streets is cryin' man

I know y'all miss your boy

Konvict music he he

Yeah, real niggas recognize real

Know you heard it before I seen the blunts peel

Cause in the hood niggas jumpin'

And when they askin' questions then you ain't sayin' nothin' ah

Ain't sayin' nothin' ah

Ain't sayin' nothin' ah

Ain't sayin' nothin'

And when they askin' questions then you ain't sayin' nothin'

I'm gangsta, I never left, I just had to chill

Me and 50 runs, you niggas that we still kill

Stacks in the grass tryna police mix

Say I'm livin' too large, I'm obese nigga

8 hundred million then I cashed out

You ain't got it but now within' your hair style

I read the blueprint and then I ran with it

Gave it to Boo, he went and milked his grand with it

Yeah, real niggas recognize real

Know you heard it before I seen the blunts peel

Cause in the hood niggas jumpin'

And when they askin' questions then you ain't sayin' nothin' ah

Ain't sayin' nothin' ah

Ain't sayin' nothin' ah

Ain't sayin' nothin'

And when they askin' questions then you ain't sayin' nothin'

In position of power so now they hear me

May not admit it but I know these niggas hear me

Every year I grind harder than the last one

Life's short, you never know when it's your last one

Black as fuck my girlie, I'm a call us the Steelers

Keep a hundred when niggas in hide between us

You wanna my hustle just know I supply the dealer

All you live in a jungle and you ain't a gorilla

Yeah, real niggas recognize real

Know you heard it before I seen the blunts peel

Cause in the hood niggas jumpin'

And when they askin' questions then you ain't sayin' nothin' ah

Ain't sayin' nothin' ah

Ain't sayin' nothin' ah

Ain't sayin' nothin'

And when they askin' questions then you ain't sayin' nothin'

Salute 100 Ya'll lyrics - Akon (feat. Fabolous, Money J)

100 if you're real, y'all

This for my squad, my hood, my street, my city

My real niggas all across the world, fuck with me yeah

Salute salute 100 y'all

Salute salute 100 y'all

My young niggas, to the old G's

Never said a word to the police

100 if you're real, y'all

I said 100 if you're real, y'all

I'm 100, go in, let's speak on it

Church nigga, I preach on it

Up in and got bleach on it

Same nigga I start with

Up the good and ain't toped it

Same niggas that I comes with

Drip sting and they heartless

And while you're playin' ball try to G up

I'm with Tyger Woods, playin' golf tryna T up

Find me at the crib with my feet up

My niggas on the block, off the corners swimmin' we up

It's for the hood and everybody in make it

It's paper out back, if you don't want it I'll take it

Yea, if you don't want it I'll take it

Paper in the hood, if you don't want it I'll take it

For my squad, my hood, my street, my city

My real niggas all across the world, fuck with me yeah

Salute salute 100 y'all

Salute salute 100 y'all

My young niggas, to the old G's

Never said a word to the police

100 if you're real, y'all

I said 100 if you're real, y'all

I've been there and I done that and I still pop my guns

My Louie blue and my ride blue and I'm always one hun

My top down and my lokes on, any block that I post on

Go and get my west coast on

Louie dope but my toast on

Bitch came and put my folks on

Guess what. Clubbin'

Every time I hit the city they screamin' out we love 'I'm

All the real niggas who love real niggas

Not a hate bone in my body

In every state that I touchdown, real niggas they got me

It's all in my talk, it's all in my walk

It's in me, not on me

It's something that can't be taught

I'm a real nigga that do real shit

Kill't niggas I didn't kill't with

You talk about it then be about it

Half of y'all ain't built for this

This for my squad, my hood, my street, my city

My real niggas all across the world, fuck with me yeah

Salute salute 100 y'all

Salute salute 100 y'all

My young niggas (young niggas), to the old G's (old G's)

Never said a word to the police (never)

100 if you're real, y'all (100)

I said 100 if you're real, y'all

Start salutin'

Your director's here, start the movie

I yell action, it's young niggas that start the shootin'

I had a dream that I'll be rich, call me Martin Lutty

Cause bein' broke was immature were the bunkers Houston

For the top dog wants was the underdog

Somethin' shinin' where they came from beat it on the folk

100 dawg, you can't stomach those

100 bottles last night, now they come to blogs

1 nation under God, now here come the feds

Raid 'em choppers, ray down, they should come with beds

You ain't with a real nigga then who are you with?

He ridin' with a fake nigga, see how far you get

This for my squad, my hood, my street, my city

My real niggas all across the world, fuck with me yeah

Salute salute 100 y'all

Salute salute 100 y'all

My young niggas, to the old G's

Never said a word to the police

100 if you're real, y'all

I said 100 if you're real, y'all

Be More Careful lyrics - Akon (feat. E-40)

The more I look at her, the more I look it here

The streets are kinda crazy like damn, I gots to be more careful

It's ugly out here mane

These niggas out here talkin', these bitches ain't no good

I'm strapped up and I'm on one and wishin' it go wood

I'm ridin' 'round in my big thang, still up in my hood

I'm ridin' 'round with that big thang cause niggas ain't no good

I've got to be, got to be, got to be more careful

I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful

I've got to be, got to be, got to be more careful

I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful

Like Scarface, who can I trust?

Bonfire, this only us

I'm outchea, I gotta have it

Paper chasin', I gotta grab it

Money talks, I don't talk about it

Take the loss, be a boss about it

Catch me slippin', I really doubt it

I don't leave my house without it

My masterpiece, bad about it

Jealous nigga, that's old shit

Laugh about, cop more whips

And hustle hard, get more chips

I got to be more careful, these niggas out here feds

I got to be more careful, go read what he said

It changed out here and all my silent niggas are gone

Somehow, somewhere, all the shit that went wrong

I never thought that it'd get to this

All these niggas, all snitchin' in

If it's too hot to handle it

Then stay on out and I'm catchin' in

These niggas out here talkin', these bitches ain't no good

I'm strapped up and I'm on one and wishin' it go wood

I'm ridin' 'round in my big thang, still up in my hood

I'm ridin' 'round with that big thang cause niggas ain't no good

I've got to be, got to be, got to be more careful

I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful

I've got to be, got to be, got to be more careful

I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful

They slip outchea, Deba

Got to be more careful

Never leave the crib, never leave my home

Without my street instrument, my baritone

Blat! This what I put aside

Polite on the sucker, leave his face in his lap

I get it play the game of death, they don't play fair

Gotta pack up 30 dig and always stay prepared

I got some Girl Scout cookies and some Jackie

A badass bitch with a short hair

Tatiana Ali but, blowin' all up in my Ruprecon truck

Should I say G? Talk is cheap

Skatin' through the streets your tremendous ass be

My money kinda tall but I don't play ball

Actin' all the pictures nick the paint off the wall

Wutchu need? Problem you havin' mane?

I'm like the concierge, I can get you anything

My heart that pump, get my heart pumped, propane

I've always been a factor, I ain't never gonna lame

Got a couple crash dummies that will wrap you like a mummy

Push you in the graveyard where it's dark, got Sunny

Do it for a friend but I ain't gotta give him money

Slap you with the kid and they'll do anything for me

These niggas out here talkin', these bitches ain't no good

I'm strapped up and I'm on one and wishin' it go wood

I'm ridin' 'round in my big thang, still up in my hood

I'm ridin' 'round with that big thang cause niggas ain't no good

I've got to be, got to be, got to be more careful

I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful

I've got to be, got to be, got to be more careful

I've got to be, got to be, go-got to be more careful

Call Da Police lyrics - Akon (feat. Busta Rhymes)

Call 'em, call 'em call 'em

Somebody better call 'em, call 911

Call da police for me, tell them it's a case of emergency

Bum bye bye what I see your streets

Killa song boy, emces get murda

Call da police for me, tell them it's a case of emergency

Call 'em, call 'em call da police on me

Tell 'em it's a case of emergency

Call 'em, call 'em, call 'em

Yeah, all these niggas be strapping up

But they will be the one to be running

Same nigga wanna come back me up

And be actin' tough and be punchin'

Got a tool that'll back back you up

And we'll reach from here to London

Bigger than the mac mac mac 10

Say hello to master cannon

In case of emergency you need to just call 'em, call 'em

Everybody got that thing, the infrared beam

And I suggest call 'em, call 'em

Cause when I'm in black, I'm really hard to be seen

You need to just call 'em, call 'em

I blend with the night, yeah that's right

I'm so anonymous, call 'em, call 'em

Shawty you could just call me, when you wanna come on me

I'm the one you wanna call on to, caress you when you get lonely

Now I know why you on me, baby daddy so horny

Come on right, well this bad man, even da police man can't hold me

Call the police for me, tell them it's a case of emergency

Call 'em, call 'em call da police on me

Tell 'em it's a case of emergency

Call 'em, call 'em

[Busta Rhymes:]

Neighbors always call the police on me

When they hear me coming out

Cause when I spit I sound like 1000 drummers and a marching band coming, dibid dabidibi dibidibidi, hear that drum roll along with the music

Niggas always step to me and say they heard if I can spit like a drum roll do it

When I'm up and coming and I put it down my nigga then u see the police coming

Want to shut it down my nigga then u see me going hard want to count up on your fingers

They don't wanna let me go cause I'm gonna never stop killing

And I know it and I keep it going till I really beat them in a flow and then u see me throwing

Till I got them giving me the dough see the way we do it niggas gonna be showin how to blow it

Everytime I get the opportunity that I know

Here we go again we got a number one and I'm gonna kill it then I'm gonna have a little fun

And I'm gonna drill it in your head until the parties done

If your really here well I suggest u probably better run

It's an emergency, promise u don't wanna go against me

Most incredible to ever bless a microphone even when they call police on me

Call the police for me, tell them it's a case of emergency

Call 'em, call 'em call da police on me

Tell 'em it's a case of emergency

Call 'em, call 'em

Call the police, you fucking with a beast

Check my record I kill these niggas hide up in belief

Murda, murda, I did it did it in the first degrees

Man down, somebody better call rere

Really got to be boom boom C

Show me what you got for me

And Verse Simmonds

Every time I come around she be popping it like 3 ladies

One me 3 ladies, all these bottles I'm faded

Woke up this morning man I just thank the lord that I made it

Got a million clothes, a million hoes

A million dollars from a million shows

I stack it all up, I spend it on clothes

And if you don't know you on that flow

Knick the shot, ain't it hot?

Ain't it hot? I hear they shootin' and somebody call the cops

Call the police for me, tell them it's a case of emergency

Call 'em, call 'em call da police on me

Tell 'em it's a case of emergency

Call 'em, call 'em

Call da police for me, tell them it's a case of emergency

Bum bye bye what I see your streets

Killa song boy, emces get murda

Call 'em call 'em

Call 'em call 'em

Call 'em call 'em

Call 'em call 'em

Throw Dat lyrics - Akon

She now wanna make love

When she whispered in my ear in the club

Want me to smack that, smack that

Pull her hair and give her good fuck

She say she want a real nigga

And I'm a give her just that what she said

And I'm a break her down till she can't get it out of her head

She loves it when I throw dat, throw dat, throw dat dick

She loves it when I throw dat, throw dat, throw dat dick

She loves it when I throw dat, throw dat, throw dat dick

Throw dat dick, she loves it

She loves the way I put it down on her fine ass

Straight strong armed robbery black mask

The whole 9 and a half in your fat ass

I got the pussy soaking wet just that fast

Said she got it from her mama she a freak too

And she got a couple friends she could bring too

I'm a beat it up, like a bongo

And I've a feeling like she deep off in the Congo

See I'm world wide, with my dick game

Kuntakinte my nick name, ain't shit changed

You know my pedigree, she got up in it like geodesy

I wanna make love, when she whisper in my ear in the club

She now wanna make love

When she whispered in my ear in the club

Want me to smack that, smack that

Pull her hair and give her good fuck

She say she want a real nigga

And I'm a give her just that what she said

And I'm a break her down till she can't get it out of her head

She loves it when I throw dat, throw dat, throw dat dick

She loves it when I throw dat, throw dat, throw dat dick

She loves it when I throw dat, throw dat, throw dat dick

Throw dat dick, she loves it

She got a whole lot of ass and a lil waist

The reason bout to have me guilty on a murder case

She said I tried to kill her pussy first [?] 8

I guess she looking like Rihanna, need a piece of cake

I rode a night I love it on the strip club

So many women to choose from, I'm mixed up

Magic city on Mondays, I'm all in

High next Tuesdays, I'm balling

Wednesdays I'm headed took them all

I love the girls and I'm tryna fuck them all

I'm a stroke current [?]

She now wanna make love

When she whispered in my ear in the club

Want me to smack that, smack that

Pull her hair and give her good fuck

She say she want a real nigga

And I'm a give her just that what she said

And I'm a break her down till she can't get it out of her head

She loves it when I throw dat, throw dat, throw dat dick

She loves it when I throw dat, throw dat, throw dat dick

She loves it when I throw dat, throw dat, throw dat dick

Throw dat dick, she loves it.