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Can Ya Dig That Lyrics - Artist : Big K.R.I.T.
Yea, you see me, you see me
I make 'em overstand You see me, you see me, I make 'em overstand, shawdy You see me, you see me Oh yea, a player so fly, yea, I could throw it in the wind My money don't fold a bit Bitch I get stacks, hey, what it is? Yea, you see me gettin' paper and forgot that I'mma spend A player so fly, I could throw it in the wind Can ya dig that? (I can dig that)! Can ya dig that? (I can dig that)! My rims blacked out and my whip snow white I've been gettin' paid, this ain't happen overnight Can ya dig that? (I can dig that)! Can ya dig that? (I can dig that)! Hey, they said money don't come on trees That's what they told me But, I beg to differ all this money we be growin' Sippin' [?] throwin' bread, beast Niggas stay out my yard cause the picture's on the lease I swerve through my city Got, brain like a genius Not, even 21 already read my [?] My better music better dirty, so Oprah can't clean it My top's still here, even though you ain't seen it Yea, you see me, you see me I make 'em overstand You see me, you see me, I make 'em overstand, shawdy You see me, you see me Oh yea, a player so fly, yea, I could throw it in the wind My money don't fold a bit Bitch I get stacks, hey, what it is? Yea, you see me gettin' paper and forgot that I'mma spend A player so fly, I could throw it in the wind Can ya dig that? (I can dig that)! Can ya dig that? (I can dig that)! My rims blacked out and my whip snow white I've been gettin' paid, this ain't happen overnight Can ya dig that? (I can dig that)! Can ya dig that? (I can dig that)! Hey, they said money don't come on trees That's what they told me But, I beg to differ all this money we be growin' Sippin' [?] throwin' bread, beast Niggas stay out my yard cause the picture's on the lease I swerve through my city Got, brain like a genius Not, even 21 already read my [?] My better music better dirty, so Oprah can't clean it My top's still here, even though you ain't seen it [Big KRIT:] Another magic trick for these square ass lames I'm so iced out you can call me David Blaine I'm so pure in lines you would think I was cocaine Shawdies just take a taste KRIT I can't feel my face I'm concrete hard and you stripper ass soft I'm married to my money and I like to fuck her raw My rubberbands pop, my stacks don't fold They paper [?] 20's, my money gettin' old A player so fly, I could throw it in the wind Can ya dig that? (I can dig that)! Can ya dig that? (I can dig that)! My rims blacked out and my whip snow white I've been gettin' paid, this ain't happen overnight Can ya dig that? (I can dig that)! Can ya dig that? (I can dig that)! I make 'em overstand (you see me, you see me) I make 'em overstand (you see me, you see me) I make 'em overstand (you see me, you see me) I make 'em overstand (you see me, you see me) Can you dig that? |
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