We In Here (Explicit)
King"We In Here (Explicit)" is a song by King, released in 2012 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:42 long and contains 70 lines and 688 words.
Lyrics
0:00We got money in our pocket and whatever you're sipping on
0:03Red bottom limping around this b**ch what the f**k you tripping on
0:07Twenty goons they in this b**ch you better check your tone
0:10And they gon put you back in place if you do something wrong
0:14We in this b**ch yeah we in this b**ch
0:19We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any English
0:22Let's toast it up to that life and I mean it
0:26We in this b**ch we in this ho
0:29I got the 40 on me now who wants to plaxico
0:32Shout to gangsta gibbs he the next to blow
0:35You should see my gangster grill I light the sh*t from blow
0:38Snowy car transforming instead of transformer
0:41You ever cook the whole thing on a george foreman
0:45What about a nine on the gas grill
0:47Four fifty for the silk pay my gas bill
0:50So many horses in the 'rari park it in the barn
0:54Took the ice up out my cup and put it in my charm
0:57And this bad b**ch with me from another planet
1:00Stay on the satellite phone man I can't stand it
1:04Hey baby girl hang the phone up
1:06No talking with your mouth full you's a grown up
1:10What the f**k who the hell
1:13Flashback in this b**ch thought I seen a scale
1:15We got money in our pocket and whatever you're sipping on
1:18Red bottom limping around this b**ch what the f**k you tripping on
1:21Twenty goons they in this b**ch you better check your tone
1:25And they gon put you back in place if you do something wrong
1:28We in this b**ch yeah we in this b**ch
1:33We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any English
1:37Let's toast it up to that life and I mean it
1:40You know how we handle sh*t gangster gutter glamorous
1:43Zone one atlanta sh*t over all the amateurs
1:46I'm walking off in here a boss so dog approach caution
1:49Disrespect is tolerated that's some sh*t you ought to know
1:53Niggas say they ball yeah but I'm balling harder though
1:56Cold as the nose on a appalachian eskimo
1:59It finna go down ho popping bottles drown hoes
2:02Paid niggas with us ain't no broke niggas around so
2:05Excuse me who is he how I don't do this usually
2:08But I'm too fresh to fight somebody go and get security
2:11I'm buying buying getting that check and flyin jet
2:14Boucheron constantine puff like where you find that
2:18American at the nature boy a lot of ni**a hate your boy
2:21Pocket full of money got more paper than a paperboy
2:24Hoes jocking on twitter trending topic
2:27Future jeezy cris and drama
2:28Tip say let's go get it popping
2:30We got money in our pocket and whatever you're sipping on
2:33Red bottom limping around this b**ch what the f**k you tripping on
2:36Twenty goons they in this b**ch you better check your tone
2:40And they gon put you back in place if you do something wrong
2:43We in this b**ch yeah we in this b**ch
2:48We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any English
2:52Let's toast it up to that life and I mean it
2:55I'm popping plenty bottles like I got plenty bricks
2:59Call me Mr. Marcus I'm in this b**ch
3:02Super drink super smoke and some super hoes
3:05VIP looking like we won the f**king superbowl
3:08Thirsty chicks trying to give it I don't want it
3:10You been in more laps than the Indy 500
3:14Conjure's what we drinking faded til the world end
3:17Never see me planking unless I'm on your girlfriend
3:21Ludacris I been a staple in this southern game
3:23Got the best lines so I guess I'm slinging southern caine
3:27My money's louder you rappers need to hush more
3:29My presidents rock my accounts are mount rushmore
3:33On the island and my phone is hitting dead spots
3:36Altoid can of blue pills that's my X- box
3:39You could hate you could dis you could make a wish
3:42But eight albums and Luda's still in this b**ch
We got money in our pocket and whatever you're sipping on Red bottom limping around this b**ch what the f**k you tripping on Twenty goons they in this b**ch you better check your tone And they gon put you back in place if you do something wrong We in this b**ch yeah we in this b**ch We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any English Let's toast it up to that life and I mean it We in this b**ch we in this ho I got the 40 on me now who wants to plaxico Shout to gangsta gibbs he the next to blow You should see my gangster grill I light the sh*t from blow Snowy car transforming instead of transformer You ever cook the whole thing on a george foreman What about a nine on the gas grill Four fifty for the silk pay my gas bill So many horses in the 'rari park it in the barn Took the ice up out my cup and put it in my charm And this bad b**ch with me from another planet Stay on the satellite phone man I can't stand it Hey baby girl hang the phone up No talking with your mouth full you's a grown up What the f**k who the hell Flashback in this b**ch thought I seen a scale We got money in our pocket and whatever you're sipping on Red bottom limping around this b**ch what the f**k you tripping on Twenty goons they in this b**ch you better check your tone And they gon put you back in place if you do something wrong We in this b**ch yeah we in this b**ch We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any English Let's toast it up to that life and I mean it You know how we handle sh*t gangster gutter glamorous Zone one atlanta sh*t over all the amateurs I'm walking off in here a boss so dog approach caution Disrespect is tolerated that's some sh*t you ought to know Niggas say they ball yeah but I'm balling harder though Cold as the nose on a appalachian eskimo It finna go down ho popping bottles drown hoes Paid niggas with us ain't no broke niggas around so Excuse me who is he how I don't do this usually But I'm too fresh to fight somebody go and get security I'm buying buying getting that check and flyin jet Boucheron constantine puff like where you find that American at the nature boy a lot of ni**a hate your boy Pocket full of money got more paper than a paperboy Hoes jocking on twitter trending topic Future jeezy cris and drama Tip say let's go get it popping We got money in our pocket and whatever you're sipping on Red bottom limping around this b**ch what the f**k you tripping on Twenty goons they in this b**ch you better check your tone And they gon put you back in place if you do something wrong We in this b**ch yeah we in this b**ch We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any English Let's toast it up to that life and I mean it I'm popping plenty bottles like I got plenty bricks Call me Mr. Marcus I'm in this b**ch Super drink super smoke and some super hoes VIP looking like we won the f**king superbowl Thirsty chicks trying to give it I don't want it You been in more laps than the Indy 500 Conjure's what we drinking faded til the world end Never see me planking unless I'm on your girlfriend Ludacris I been a staple in this southern game Got the best lines so I guess I'm slinging southern caine My money's louder you rappers need to hush more My presidents rock my accounts are mount rushmore On the island and my phone is hitting dead spots Altoid can of blue pills that's my X- box You could hate you could dis you could make a wish But eight albums and Luda's still in this b**ch
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