King (Explicit) - Jacquees/T.I.

Lyrics by：JW Lucas/Rodriquez Jacquees Broadnax/Clifford Joseph Harris, Jr./John Antonio Carrington Jr./Michael White

Composed by：JW Lucas/Rodriquez Jacquees Broadnax/Clifford Joseph Harris, Jr./John Antonio Carrington Jr./Michael White

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 rb 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 rb I just

Heard him say it

And I I been feelin' like that

Atl let's get it I'm the new king of rb

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 motherf**kin' lambo' n***a

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 s**t already

You can count on me I knew one day

I'd get it yeah

Shuttin' s**t 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 n***a for the time that he looked at you

I'll be there when you're throwing that that too

Put your a*s 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 f**k 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 d**n

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 s**t let's get it