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See You Soon (feat. FeeWee Helms) Video (MV)






B - Strokes & K - Keys - See You Soon (feat. FeeWee Helms) Lyrics




I'm on my way?
Way to where?
The bag, what else?
Money? Of course. I'm on my way to fame & Fortune
I'm going to stop there too
I'll get their first
You want to race?
Lets
See you soon

FeeWee's the moon, I'm da f*cking star
B strokes lied, can't play the guitar
Cats lie, eat you like a jaguar
12 cylinders is in the back of the car?
Back of the car
Yeah back of the car
Back of the yard, bitches having ménage
Need billions better raise the bar
Put it on da moon & the stars
Feewee is the future of Music Pop
He da Fur God of hip hop
Without the jewels, I still shine
Without the coupe, Da lane still mine
I'm crazy no mental health
Bentley ride with no seat belt
If it crash I don't need no help
I'll cop another one, ease my breath
Legend took your spot now you so shady
You Bledsoe I'm Tom Brady
Pops died from A-L-S
A-C blowing in my C-L-S
Chicks notice me in the drop
She topless still giving me top
Went to sleep in the G6
How I wake up in the S5?
Only as strong as your weakest link
Studying only built for the Cuban link
Stealing rebels making them my fans
Kidnapping beats put em in the van
Like holding water in your hand
So, difficult yet just so pure
Backing ya down Hard to endure
You're the disease and I'm the cure

Lambo (See You Soon)
Yachts (See you Soon)
A billi (See you Soon)
Fame & Fortune (See you Soon)
Ferrari (See you soon)
Mansions (See you soon)
Bugatti's (See you soon)
Success (See you soon)

I'm the cure, No I'm the cure
Allow your infection to be the allure
Haters filled with H-I-V
Niggas better Go to C-D-C
Died of cancer got H-P-V
Shaq and Kobe only 1 M-V-P
Steve Nash Niggas hating on me
Congo's point guard here's the victory
How the money gonna show the wealth?
How the fur look like Mufasa's death
Don't worry about coupe and how it's just shining
Don't worry about Phylicia and the deal she signing
Don't worry about the God I'm soo divining
Not worried about your raps, why they declining
Looking at her cakes I already broke that back
Looking at her cakes I already broke that back
1.5 million I paid that tax
2nd contract, I already got that max
3 more times, reached climax
4 more Jill's I already beat that Jack
5 Pussys yeah I seen those wax
6 commas money speaks those facts
7 Rodents yeah I killed those rats
7 Rodents yeah I killed those rats

B strokes nickname is B-S
Speak da truth no B-S
Liars y'all spit that B-S
Skip Bayless F-S
Black corvette Viper G-T-S
Look up to S-B
Look up to S-P
Vodka all in VIP
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I'm on my way?
Way to where?
The bag, what else?
Money? Of course. I'm on my way to fame & Fortune
I'm going to stop there too
I'll get their first
You want to race?
Lets
See you soon

FeeWee's the moon, I'm da f*cking star
B strokes lied, can't play the guitar
Cats lie, eat you like a jaguar
12 cylinders is in the back of the car?
Back of the car
Yeah back of the car
Back of the yard, bitches having ménage
Need billions better raise the bar
Put it on da moon & the stars
Feewee is the future of Music Pop
He da Fur God of hip hop
Without the jewels, I still shine
Without the coupe, Da lane still mine
I'm crazy no mental health
Bentley ride with no seat belt
If it crash I don't need no help
I'll cop another one, ease my breath
Legend took your spot now you so shady
You Bledsoe I'm Tom Brady
Pops died from A-L-S
A-C blowing in my C-L-S
Chicks notice me in the drop
She topless still giving me top
Went to sleep in the G6
How I wake up in the S5?
Only as strong as your weakest link
Studying only built for the Cuban link
Stealing rebels making them my fans
Kidnapping beats put em in the van
Like holding water in your hand
So, difficult yet just so pure
Backing ya down Hard to endure
You're the disease and I'm the cure

Lambo (See You Soon)
Yachts (See you Soon)
A billi (See you Soon)
Fame & Fortune (See you Soon)
Ferrari (See you soon)
Mansions (See you soon)
Bugatti's (See you soon)
Success (See you soon)

I'm the cure, No I'm the cure
Allow your infection to be the allure
Haters filled with H-I-V
Niggas better Go to C-D-C
Died of cancer got H-P-V
Shaq and Kobe only 1 M-V-P
Steve Nash Niggas hating on me
Congo's point guard here's the victory
How the money gonna show the wealth?
How the fur look like Mufasa's death
Don't worry about coupe and how it's just shining
Don't worry about Phylicia and the deal she signing
Don't worry about the God I'm soo divining
Not worried about your raps, why they declining
Looking at her cakes I already broke that back
Looking at her cakes I already broke that back
1.5 million I paid that tax
2nd contract, I already got that max
3 more times, reached climax
4 more Jill's I already beat that Jack
5 Pussys yeah I seen those wax
6 commas money speaks those facts
7 Rodents yeah I killed those rats
7 Rodents yeah I killed those rats

B strokes nickname is B-S
Speak da truth no B-S
Liars y'all spit that B-S
Skip Bayless F-S
Black corvette Viper G-T-S
Look up to S-B
Look up to S-P
Vodka all in VIP
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Writer: Bileko Wissa, Keenan Baker, Phylicia Wissa
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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