K.O. (feat. Big Sean)

Yeah, yeah Okay Just try it again When I woke up this morning (morning) All I could think about was you (you, you, you) 'Cause when I went to sleep last night All I could think about was you (you, you, you, you) Adam and Eve don't eat that fruit Best believe I'ma eat that boo 'Cause I'm the nigga that told them niggas That told them niggas, 'bout you (you, you, you, you) Chuck the deuce, while I'm ridin' through Titty boy I might sign a boob Your nigga hatin', tell your nigga that's hatin' That if he gettin' some paper I might sign him too Best believe I'm just slidin' through Put your panties to the side, let me slide through I can see you niggas from a side view I'm in and out the pussy, drive through White coupe, with the white rims I like to crank the top and let the light in You know she dark skin, her friend light skin Put us together, and it's ice cream Sandwiches she can't manage it I know her man is sick, she can't handle it She need some time alone, I told her call my phone And when she call my phone I didn't answer it K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna smoke 'til you niggas can't smoke no more Roll 'til your bitches can't roll no more K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna blow 'til you niggas can't blow no more Blow 'til your bitches can't blow no more K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna smoke 'til you niggas can't smoke no more Roll 'til your bitches can't roll no more K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna blow 'til you niggas can't blow no more Blow 'til your bitches can't blow no more Do it I was in Detroit, Michigan not too long ago Visiting with some friends of mine B-I-G Okay I'm in motion, I'm rollin' and smoking And smoking and rollin' like I'm locomotion I'm walking outside and I'm causing commotion Got perp and champagne, that's a real nigga potion I'm burnin' bread toasin' and joking 'Cause I went from views of my moms house to views of the ocean Niggas talk shit, but that's free promotion I'm living my life like the end is approaching Man fuck these niggas with a passion I'm gettin' paid from the cradle to the casket My Grandma said, "Boy you need to read a bible chapter" 'Til I bought her ass a house bigger than the Pastor's, hallelujah You're now fucking with a bad bitch connoisseur My ex-girl said, "Man, the fame caught up to ya" Baby you don't still think about me, wet dream about me I swear you used to, couldn't wait to K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna smoke 'til you niggas can't smoke no more Roll 'til your bitches can't roll no more K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna blow 'til you niggas can't blow no more Blow 'til your bitches can't blow no more K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna smoke 'til you niggas can't smoke no more Roll 'til your bitches can't roll no more K-O, K-O, K-O, K-O I'm gonna blow 'til you niggas can't blow no more Blow 'til your bitches can't blow no more Boy, boy, boy, boy