Wanna Know
by Dave

Album: Single release only (2016)
Charted: 51
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  • Them man wanna send for me
    Envy and jealousy, it's everything I wished upon my enemies
    See me doing well and now they're telling me they're getting me
    I just fly west and link Melanie
    Times I was selling green
    Now I've got more stones on my watch than a cemetery
    Girls can remember me, F U and your memory
    Jussy, what you telling me?
    Come we fly to Nike, and trust me everything we're getting free
    Everything we're getting free
    From crack fiends and hella b
    To rap beats and melodies, athletes will never see
    Chat chatting 'bout us man, they'll never be us man
    They'll never be

    'Cause all my man are running to the money
    We be running like ah, ah, ah, ah
    And all my man are running from them hoes on the roads like whoa whoa whoa, whoa
    Like whoa, a month ago you didn't wanna know
    But now I'm seeing dough, these catties they be calling off my phone
    All these mandem, they applaud me on the road

    I put corn in for my bros
    Mandem keep on talking on the low
    Mandem keep on talking on the low
    But, all my man are bros
    And all my man, and all my man are bros
    My mandem have your mandem on the ropes
    I'll have mandem on your road
    Mandem in a batch or on their own
    With a bat or with a pole
    I've got mandem that will slap a man with both
    Nike jacket on my back, I'm looking cold
    It's funny how these catties wanna know

    But, all my man are running to the money
    We be running like ah, ah, ah, ah
    And all my man are running from them hoes on the roads like whoa whoa whoa, whoa
    Like whoa, a month ago you didn't wanna know
    But now I'm seeing dough, these catties they be calling off my phone
    All these mandem, they applaud me on the road

    Look, I came in late
    Two bottles in my hand, I think it's looking like I'm waved
    I'm searching for a brown skin girl with a body
    Or a lightskin chick with a smile, good style and a pretty little face
    I used to spend a grand a week, stuntin' on some hoes
    But Prada boy retired, I don't rock designer clothes
    I put 40 on my H&M jeans, and the rest came free
    I told my mom I'll give her everything I own
    The hell you mean you haven't heard of us?
    F a guest list, 20 man is how I'm turning up
    Swear I saw that girl last year, she tried to curve me
    Her boyfriend's in cunch 'cause he's broke
    That's a joke, tell your man to come and work for us
    Trapping's still alive, my brother I know you've heard of us
    Said you gonna ride my brother but you ain't burst at us
    Guys have got 5 times 5 times 5, that will send you to the sky
    My brother, no you ain't hurting us
    My lifestyle's exciting, imagine being the reason that two girls are fighting
    Both hands swinging nonstop like a Breitling
    So sorry to my brown ting from Loughton, and sorry to my white ting from Brighton
    (Can I get away with saying that?)

    'Cause all my man are running to the money
    We be running like ah, ah, ah, ah
    And all my man are running from them hoes on the roads like whoa whoa whoa, whoa
    Like whoa, a month ago you didn't wanna know
    But now I'm seeing dough, these catties they be calling off my phone
    All these mandem, they applaud me on the road

    I put corn in for my bros
    Man they keep on talking on the low
    Man they keep on talking on the low
    But, all my man are bros
    And all my man, and all my man are bros
    My mandem have your mandem on the ropes
    I'll have mandem on your road
    Mandem in a batch or on their own
    With a bat or with a pole
    I've got mandem that will slap a man with both
    Nike Jacket on my back, I'm looking cold
    It's funny how these catties wanna know

    But, all my man are running to the money
    We be running like ah, ah, ah, ah
    And all my man are running from them hoes on the roads like whoa whoa whoa, whoa
    Like whoa, a month ago you didn't wanna know
    But now I'm seeing dough, these catties they be calling off my phone
    All these mandem, they applaud me on the road

    Yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah
    Yeah, yeah
    Ah yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah
    Yeah, yeah
    Ah yeah, yeah, ah yeah, ah yeah
    Yeah, yeah
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Writer/s: David Orobosa Omoregie, Fraser Lance Thorneycroft Smith, Tyrell Detetrius Paul
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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