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itkanbe[sonice] Knxwledge (Ft. Anderson .Paak & NxWorries)
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[Intro]
Believe me, it's me and you to the end
Yeah, so nice
[Verse: Anderson .Paak]
I don't even know how it feels anymore (Whose is it?)
Mmm, I don't even look at the bill anymore (Oooh baby)
I can only tell if it's mine or if it's yours (Whose is it?)
Mmm, I don't know how it feels anymore, darling (Oooh baby)
Oh, seems like I got the duffel bag on a landmine
No tags on my black Polo, cold neckline (Oooh baby)
Spent a lotta dough, no small conversations
Chicken what you are, she said, "Where's you escapin'?" (Oooh baby)
You know who you are, you a star to me (You know who you are)
Don't know what you want but I love your dedication (Dedication)
You know who you are, my star (Oooh baby)
Don't know, got me thinkin' bout monogamy (Monogamy)
Chicken chili when I gotta chase (When I gots to chase)
Six A.M. is when I gots to leave (When I gots to leave)
Catchin' feelings, that's your hobby, right? (Oh that's yo hobby?)
I'm supposed to be an honorable king
I love chillin' with the common types (Oooh baby)
Got my palm read
And at least you got the riser right (Riser, riser)
What's the odds you the kind I like? (Oooh baby)
Bread, bread, bread, bread, bread, bread
Believe me, it's me and you to the end
Yeah, so nice
[Verse: Anderson .Paak]
I don't even know how it feels anymore (Whose is it?)
Mmm, I don't even look at the bill anymore (Oooh baby)
I can only tell if it's mine or if it's yours (Whose is it?)
Mmm, I don't know how it feels anymore, darling (Oooh baby)
Oh, seems like I got the duffel bag on a landmine
No tags on my black Polo, cold neckline (Oooh baby)
Spent a lotta dough, no small conversations
Chicken what you are, she said, "Where's you escapin'?" (Oooh baby)
You know who you are, you a star to me (You know who you are)
Don't know what you want but I love your dedication (Dedication)
You know who you are, my star (Oooh baby)
Don't know, got me thinkin' bout monogamy (Monogamy)
Chicken chili when I gotta chase (When I gots to chase)
Six A.M. is when I gots to leave (When I gots to leave)
Catchin' feelings, that's your hobby, right? (Oh that's yo hobby?)
I'm supposed to be an honorable king
I love chillin' with the common types (Oooh baby)
Got my palm read
And at least you got the riser right (Riser, riser)
What's the odds you the kind I like? (Oooh baby)
Bread, bread, bread, bread, bread, bread
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