Heard About Me – Dimitri Vegas & Like Mike, Felix Jaehn & NEA
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Yeah, yeah
I’m not saying I’m the same But I know what games I play And I know what games I don’t (eh, eh) And I don’t see the arm complete But I know what classy means And I know that you are not
Sitting there in your fast cars, windows down Bad songs blasting out Cat calls but you don’t know my name
I don’t know what you heard about me But you won’t get me out on that D Boy, your hustle tricks are so cheap You’re just a mother-effing P-I-M-P I don’t know what you heard about me But you won’t get me out on that D Boy, your hustle tricks are so cheap You’re just a mother-effing P-I-M-P (woo)
Do you think it’s that easy? (Easy) Do you think do you think you gon’ get me? (Get me) Just been telling me you want me (want me) I’m sorry, not sorry, no Come on, boy, what happened to your manners? Come on, boy, it know what really matters, yeah Well you won’t get to me
Sitting there in your fast cars, windows down Bad songs blasting out Cat calls but you don’t know my name You don’t know my name
I don’t know what you heard about me (no) But you won’t get me out on that D Boy, your hustle tricks are so cheap You’re just a mother-effing P-I-M-P (no, no) I don’t know what you heard about me But you won’t get me out on that D Boy, your hustle tricks are so cheap You’re just a mother-effing P-I-M-P (woo)
I don’t know what you heard about me But you won’t get me out on that D Boy, your hustle tricks are so cheap You’re just a mother-effing P-I-M-P I don’t know what you heard about me But you won’t get me out on that D Boy, your hustle tricks are so cheap You’re just a mother-effing P-I-M-P