Everybody Knows Us DOM KENNEDY (Ft. cARTer (Rap) & Pac Div)
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[Verse 1: Dom Kennedy]
Hands up, hands up, damn this is our anthem
All these hoes is on the scene like, "Damn this nigga's handsome"
First I had to be reserved but now I can just grab one
My videos is real life, we shoot those shits to have fun
She be sayin' "Take me out," I be playin "Take Me Down"
Me my skills is Nas and Puff, recreatin' hate me now
I ain't gotta talk shit, what I'm makin' make me loud
I love it when my dad call and say, "Dom boy you make me proud!"
I be on my Vans shit, had to put them Nike's down
Air Force, Jordans, nah I never fuck with Nike now
All these kids ain't cool to me, but you can't hate on Mikey now
Fuck Soulja Boy, dog I heard that shit at Ice-T's house
My Gucci bring them Mice's out, like Gucci I'm so Icy now
I tat my hood all on my arm, don't make me bring license out (damn)
Tryna get my cake right, maybe bring the icin' out
That mean you gone hate right? Make me bring the Tyson out
When I'm in the buildin' nigga make sure all the lights is out (shh)
Dom gone shine by any means, they say he's the nicest out
Best car, nicest house, all that shit they writin' about
Never meant shit to me, fuck you so excited 'bout?
Maybachs, Phantoms, damn these is our anthem
I used to look up to stars, but dog now that I am one
I used to want a lot of hoes, but now bitch I can't stand one
I used to like to go to shows, but now shit I can jam one like
Hands up, hands up, damn this is our anthem
All these hoes is on the scene like, "Damn this nigga's handsome"
First I had to be reserved but now I can just grab one
My videos is real life, we shoot those shits to have fun
She be sayin' "Take me out," I be playin "Take Me Down"
Me my skills is Nas and Puff, recreatin' hate me now
I ain't gotta talk shit, what I'm makin' make me loud
I love it when my dad call and say, "Dom boy you make me proud!"
I be on my Vans shit, had to put them Nike's down
Air Force, Jordans, nah I never fuck with Nike now
All these kids ain't cool to me, but you can't hate on Mikey now
Fuck Soulja Boy, dog I heard that shit at Ice-T's house
My Gucci bring them Mice's out, like Gucci I'm so Icy now
I tat my hood all on my arm, don't make me bring license out (damn)
Tryna get my cake right, maybe bring the icin' out
That mean you gone hate right? Make me bring the Tyson out
When I'm in the buildin' nigga make sure all the lights is out (shh)
Dom gone shine by any means, they say he's the nicest out
Best car, nicest house, all that shit they writin' about
Never meant shit to me, fuck you so excited 'bout?
Maybachs, Phantoms, damn these is our anthem
I used to look up to stars, but dog now that I am one
I used to want a lot of hoes, but now bitch I can't stand one
I used to like to go to shows, but now shit I can jam one like
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