'bout That (Let Me Know) lyrics

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BEANIE SIGEL lyrics : "'bout That (Let Me Know)"

[unknown singer or sample:]
How does it feel (MAC) bein next to you
I wanna know how, just let me knowwww-know-know-know


[Beanie Sigel:]
I got them diamonds on my neck, I'm so icey

I think they like Sig', in them white tees
Them SB jeans, sneaks is me
Burnt green with the camouflage print

Fake Willies wanna know what's the damage I spent
On that new V-Twizzy, grown man with no fence
Roughly the cost about three bricks off

Cooked up then bagged in trays - have a nice day!
I'm in my bag and I'm havin it my way
Sick of the floss, sick of cars, you ^!$$%z car-sick

Sick of seein Sig' in them large whips
No plates and offended, temp plates in the window
Oh my God! If you could see the garage I back intah

Niggaz grind all summer then be crack in the wintah
I'm never cracked, one number I'm back in yah
YESSSS~! It's always Mac, ^!$$% the top spender

Just check your boy out in all his splendor
How I grind in the winter, cop up in the spring
Wait for the summer to show off my new things

And in the fall, I do just that - I fall back!
And listen to the rumors on how I'm all that
You see this %#@!? Boy I copped all that!

Yes, I can cover the bet, as you should
However do you want it just drop it's all good


[Chorus:]
Money, cars, cash, clothes
Beans says if you 'bout that %#@! then let me know

If you 'bout that %#@! then let me know
If you 'bout that %#@! then let me know
Money, cars, cash, clothes

Baby girl if you 'bout that %#@! then let me know
If you 'bout that %#@! then let me know
If you 'bout that %#@! then let me know


[Beanie Sigel:]
I SHOW YOU HOW TO DO THIS DUDE~!

I done turned more blocks into Rubik's Cube
Your boy, let off shots from that newest tool
Then I skate on cops in that newest cruise

I'm rich boy, ahh looka here
Blow up icey and rich but your jewels ain't lookin clear
I show you lil' dudes how to cook a square

And how to grind it to the limit when you push it yeah
You don't want it with Sig', I pull your card out
You ain't got no (*##$es now bring them broads out

We can go chip for chip, I pull some large out
Or go whip for whip, I bring them cars out
Bring the Benz out, bring the Aston-Mart' out

Porsche Box' or the drop top Ferrar' out
Bring the old school six-fours out
'Til the four doors out, Cool & Dre, bring the chorus out


[Chorus]


[Beanie Sigel:]
Uhh, however do you want it (*##$ I ain't stutter
You $#[email protected] with that dude, man I lay 'em gutted

That ^!$$% 'dere pop
And I done lost more work in a pot than y'all ever copped
Right cat, wrong litter box

And I don't window shop, and I don't lease I just pick and cop
I got the title to the %#@! I got
You need that work, I'm on the boat by the river dock

I put you ^!$$%z in a triple threat soon as I hit The Roc
Niggaz claim they ballin but can't hit the shot
Yeah I'm flagrant, this ain't your game kid

Stay in your lane or get your %#@! blocked, how you want it?

[Chorus]


[Beanie Sigel:]
However do you [x2]
Gangsters, pop that %#@!, and let me know, uhh...

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Writer(s): Marcello Valenzano, Andre Christopher Lyon
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