Information
Album Name
King of R&B
Artist
Jacquees
Genre
R&B/Soul
Release Date
2019.11.08
Release Agency
Universal Music Group
Original

King (Feat. T.I.) - Jacquees
What's good yo what's good
Mike Mixer is in the building
You know I got a pimple on my
my chin
I'ma bust that **** later
Trauma Tone
But
I just wanna let everybody know
that I'm the king of R&B right now
For this generation
No cap no cap
I understand who done came
and who done did
that and that and that
But now it's my turn
Jacquees the king of R&B
I just heard him say it
And I I been feelin' like that
ATL let's get it
I'm the new king of R&B
Yeah I gotta dedicate this
to all the kings before me
all the greats
Felt like Tip
ridin' on 24s when my debut
hit the stands
Uh-huh skrrt
Used to be ridin' Mustang
but I know that Lambo'
was in the plan
I'ma get me a motherfuckin'
Lambo' nigga
Nine years old
karaoke machine and
the Michael Jackson hand
Yeah shout out my mama for real
Singing I want you back
'cause my girl knowin'
one day I'll be the man
Uh-huh yeah c'mon
Grandma put me on my first flight
now I'm in the UK
with American bands
No cap yeah and I fly private
If you a big dawg
book me in your city
I shut it down
you become the man
I done proved this shit already
You can count on me
I knew one day I'd get it
Yeah
Shuttin' shit down
now I'm the king of the city
No cap
Every day a star is born
That's a fact
And if we talkin' kings
there's more than one
On God
You should clap for 'em
Clap for 'em clap for 'em
Clap
Clap for 'em
Clap
clap for 'em
Clap
Clap for 'em
Clap
clap for 'em hey
You should clap for 'em
Clap for 'em clap for 'em
Clap
Clap for 'em
Clap
clap for 'em
Clap
Clap for 'em
Clap
You should clap for 'em
Clap for 'em
'Cause I'ma clap for 'em
Yeah
Clap clap
Uh
clap
King
clap Huh
Kill a nigga for the time
that he looked at you
I'll be there
when you're throwing that
that too
Put your ass in the air
I'ma kiss that boo
Your girl over there
I'ma hit that too
Get Kama Sutra freaky sex
Doggy style missionary
Bless the day I met you
Can't go nowhere
ain't gon' let you uh-uh
Top off
In convertible
that Birkin ain't no knockoff
Was just with Oprah and Denzel
I'm a player
Ain't no million
then we don't compare
Like Nas said
it ain't hard for you to tell yeah
From the west side of Atlanta
Change the street name
it don't matter
I say Bankhead I mean my hood
Where I grew up fuck that cracker
No I don't go to Stone Mountain
'cause that statue on the side
A reminder of that time
when we survived genocide damn
You should clap for 'em
Clap for 'em clap for 'em
Clap
Clap for 'em
Clap
clap for 'em
Clap
Clap for 'em
Clap
clap for 'em hey
You should clap for 'em
Clap for 'em clap for 'em
Clap
Clap for 'em
Clap
clap for 'em
Clap
Clap for 'em
Clap
You should clap for 'em
Clap for 'em
'Cause I'ma clap for 'em
Clap clap clap clap

King shit let's get it

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