No disrespect my boy but I'm slpashy
My ears my grills my neck slpashy
My wrist my fingers my crib slpashy
My feet my strap my whip slpashy
Fresh to death want me to go left but you know that shit ane happening
Turn down for what my boy you know it's on and cracking
Polo Jo head to toe like my nephew young dro, f*ck you mean I'm casket clean I'm glazed up like krispy kream
This ane a dream bitch pinch yourself better go ahead and smell the coffee
Back on up and give me fifty feet my cologne always be on beast
"Skeet-skeet" what's that you got on, what hell you mean homes
"A she ine ashe" all on my body
Drapped up and dripped out yo hoe know what I'm talking bout
"Oohwee he smelling good he cute and fine he from the hood"
Hell yeah baby girl that's me "k-h-u-j-o-g" a.k.a "Knillie Wighton" blue and gold class of ninety
No disrespect my boy but I'm slpashy
My ears my grills my neck slpashy
My wrist my fingers my crib slpashy
My feet my strap my whip slpashy
Intelligent hoodlum but I'm known as a thug sticking out like a sore thumb when I pull up to the club
Yo girl showing me love like it's all eyes on my, no scubbs in my square exit stage left baby
My wrist splashy, my grill splashy, my whip clean clean but it still looking nasty
Fashion statement I put on for my city, shinning like a diamond in the rough on them bitches
Niggas getting made hate the game not my player you boys got it backwards take the cheese f*ck them crackers
I dont chew tobacco but I'm country plus I'm fly, with style and finesse I'm just stating the obvious..
No disrespect my boy but I'm slpashy
My ears my grills my neck slpashy
My wrist my fingers my crib slpashy
My feet my strap my whip slpashy
Splashy Video (MV)
Performed By: Khujo Goodie
Language: English
Length: 2:49
Written by: Edward Horace Charles, Willie Edward Knighton
Khujo Goodie - Splashy Lyrics
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No disrespect my boy but I'm slpashy
My ears my grills my neck slpashy
My wrist my fingers my crib slpashy
My feet my strap my whip slpashy
Fresh to death want me to go left but you know that shit ane happening
Turn down for what my boy you know it's on and cracking
Polo Jo head to toe like my nephew young dro, f*ck you mean I'm casket clean I'm glazed up like krispy kream
This ane a dream bitch pinch yourself better go ahead and smell the coffee
Back on up and give me fifty feet my cologne always be on beast
"Skeet-skeet" what's that you got on, what hell you mean homes
"A she ine ashe" all on my body
Drapped up and dripped out yo hoe know what I'm talking bout
"Oohwee he smelling good he cute and fine he from the hood"
Hell yeah baby girl that's me "k-h-u-j-o-g" a.k.a "Knillie Wighton" blue and gold class of ninety
No disrespect my boy but I'm slpashy
My ears my grills my neck slpashy
My wrist my fingers my crib slpashy
My feet my strap my whip slpashy
Intelligent hoodlum but I'm known as a thug sticking out like a sore thumb when I pull up to the club
Yo girl showing me love like it's all eyes on my, no scubbs in my square exit stage left baby
My wrist splashy, my grill splashy, my whip clean clean but it still looking nasty
Fashion statement I put on for my city, shinning like a diamond in the rough on them bitches
Niggas getting made hate the game not my player you boys got it backwards take the cheese f*ck them crackers
I dont chew tobacco but I'm country plus I'm fly, with style and finesse I'm just stating the obvious..
No disrespect my boy but I'm slpashy
My ears my grills my neck slpashy
My wrist my fingers my crib slpashy
My feet my strap my whip slpashy
My ears my grills my neck slpashy
My wrist my fingers my crib slpashy
My feet my strap my whip slpashy
Fresh to death want me to go left but you know that shit ane happening
Turn down for what my boy you know it's on and cracking
Polo Jo head to toe like my nephew young dro, f*ck you mean I'm casket clean I'm glazed up like krispy kream
This ane a dream bitch pinch yourself better go ahead and smell the coffee
Back on up and give me fifty feet my cologne always be on beast
"Skeet-skeet" what's that you got on, what hell you mean homes
"A she ine ashe" all on my body
Drapped up and dripped out yo hoe know what I'm talking bout
"Oohwee he smelling good he cute and fine he from the hood"
Hell yeah baby girl that's me "k-h-u-j-o-g" a.k.a "Knillie Wighton" blue and gold class of ninety
No disrespect my boy but I'm slpashy
My ears my grills my neck slpashy
My wrist my fingers my crib slpashy
My feet my strap my whip slpashy
Intelligent hoodlum but I'm known as a thug sticking out like a sore thumb when I pull up to the club
Yo girl showing me love like it's all eyes on my, no scubbs in my square exit stage left baby
My wrist splashy, my grill splashy, my whip clean clean but it still looking nasty
Fashion statement I put on for my city, shinning like a diamond in the rough on them bitches
Niggas getting made hate the game not my player you boys got it backwards take the cheese f*ck them crackers
I dont chew tobacco but I'm country plus I'm fly, with style and finesse I'm just stating the obvious..
No disrespect my boy but I'm slpashy
My ears my grills my neck slpashy
My wrist my fingers my crib slpashy
My feet my strap my whip slpashy
Writer: Edward Horace Charles, Willie Edward Knighton
Copyright: Lyrics © Exploration Group LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Exploration Group LLC