You Know What It Is-Dem Franchise Boyz

ay ay ay ay ay ayyyy (Chorus) You know what it is, (uh huh), You know what it is hoe You know what it is, (uh huh), You know what it is hoe You know what it is, (uh huh), You know what it is hoe You know what it is, (uh huh), You know what it is hoe Jizzal man: Diamonds on my wrist, on my chest, and my earlobes DFB b**ch you know what it is hoe Got money to burn, smoke purple for days Keep a nice trim C hard and sport in the A Got the work too, and i don't even gotta touch it ni**a From Detroit back to the A all in Kentucky ni**a I'm the man with the plan hell i'm the real deal This sh*t ain't no game and you know what the deal is Impacts from them gats and domes get filled Instant attacks with them macs and niggas get killed You know how sh*t is you know sh*t is real It's just the DFB ATP and Adamsville yeah (Chorus) Parlae: These niggas know that we aint playin .45 with the beam man, a shot'll put ya top back like a sardine can I can't stop won't stop servin these things man You know what it is hoe they go for 18 man I'm servin these hustlas cuz' me ima hustla I'm connected like folk, got mo' pull then tug-a-war I got it for cheap, yo prices can match mine I'm plugged like snip-n-chord connected like fast line And still in a trap, with my burn in the mail slot Posted on the curb, get mail like a mail box Don't f**k witcha boy, cuz you'll pay less And im shippin out packages like UPS yup (Chorus) (Buddy) Its that same young ni**a stand out till its all gone that same young ni**a on the grind while yall gone you know what it is with the same hood mind frame use it if i pull it man im chewing it when im am snipping it they say i cant change ni**a you dont want to f**k with me all up on your blitz because im busting it if your rushing it think twice for what go with your first instinct blink lights gone ni**a aint no time to think im gonna do you something wrong like george playin week man have your a** gone by the end of the week man the block is like a fork lift i tried to told ya dont get your head twisted lift it off your shoulders (Chorus) Pimpin: And you know what it is got me bustin at your other dude they say im the sh*t so get your boy a toliet stool (a toliet stool) i make the pounds and the ounces move keep a louder beat drop threw your spot like its fast food (bad food) straight grippin on the wood ni**a a ni**a signed again they kept the studio in the hood ni**a im young fly and flashy linted small ballin earnin g's pushin all the weight soon in my hood they call me hercules and i represent my click so a ni**a betta act cool they know who a ni**a wit because my charms and my tatoos now you know what it is and you know my name hoe its like e a sports because its all in the game hoe