Correction Lyrics You Gotta Know* by DC The Don

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[Intro]
Oh, yes, I'm feeling this one, whoa

[Verse]
You gotta know, Oh my God, yeah (Yeah)
I'm nauseous, it keeps me up, yeah (Yeah)
Shawty the devil, the way she talks, yeah
Got me up late, bumpin' Jesus Walks, yeah
You gotta know, Oh my God, yeah (Ooh)
I'm sick and it makes me nauseous (Ooh)
Her silly ways got me moving cautious
Too much to weigh, now I'm hella exhausted
You know I been low as shit, how could I fix that? (Yeah)
I buy you everything you want, I couldn't stitch that (Yeah)
Serving up, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, that's where my wrist at (Ooh)
Brodie who the fuck is guardin' me? This shit a mismatch
Pass me the ball please (Yeah)

[Chorus]
It's a ball game, pass me the ball please (What, what)
Pass me the ball please (What, what)
Pass me the ball please (What, what)
Yeah, it's cashin', it's all threes

[Verse 2]
It's a difference, I'm not ordinary, that's why they stare at me
Fast car, Nascar, the race, my shit embarrassin' (Oh)
Risky business, I got bitches tellin' me I'm innocent (Oh)
[?] bro, I'm heaven sent
Go ahead, take his medicine, whoa (What, whoa, whoa)
Steal the bag, make it fit
[?] (Whoa)
Shawty she a whole new trick
Either way, it got shit thick (Whoa)
Taliban gang on shit

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