Paroles You Don't Know Me de Twenty-one Fake Ids

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Textes et Paroles de You Don't Know Me



{chorus}
You don't know me
And you probably never will
You don't know me
Fake IDs comin' for the kill
{X2}

Underground mixtapes, sold in six states
Trade'em all for switch blades
Eat you up like a sausage
Hold your ass hostage
Like the motherfucker you are
I sip Vodka but inhale Cristal
I keep you guessin'
I'm the cop for bad rhymes and you're getting arrested
You're fuckin' infested/
With a disease I call 'Robbietitus'
The rims on the truck? Ya can't even imagine what the price is
The Yukon's loaded with 22 inch rims
The shit that spins
When I enter it in truck shows it always wins
(Yeah, come on)
The Range Rover goes all over the place
and the Range Rover hits you smack in the face
The 24s sittin' on the Navigator
Steers me through the crowds of haters
(Damn!)
They must think I'm a baller, perferibly a player
But I ain't a player, why would I wanna be one?
Why would I wanna be included in a threesome?
Really you're just lookin' at a fuckin' billboard/
Welcome motherfuckers
I am Fake IDs
And non of y'all wanna fuck with me
('Cause I'm the realest!)

{chorus}

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