Lykke Schmidt - b**h, Don't k** My Vibe (Remix) lyrics

[Produced by Sounwave] [Hook] I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me Things I don't understand Sometimes I need to be alone b**h don't k** my vibe, b**h don't k** my vibe I can feel your energy from two planets away I got my drink, I got my music I would share it but today I'm yelling b**h, don't k** my vibe; b**h, don't k** my vibe b**h, don't k** my vibe; b**h, don't k** my vibe [Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar] Look inside of my soul and you can find gold and maybe get rich, hol' up Trinidad Jame$ in four weeks But now my album platinum and sh**, so what Y'all keep the numbers I'm more than another statistic, my n***a This courtesy of Compton (courtesy of Compton) Brooklyn go hard, motherf**er Love me on the East like I'm Chuck D Dominicans wish that I was born there I'm lookin' to be the god MC You look at my hat and see thorns there I look at the game and see p**n there I'm f**in' this industry hard I'm bagging this money, tea-bagging your honey You thought I was fresh out the yard Don't cry to me dummy, you're a lightweight They tell me you nice and I'm like "wait" Go get me a knife, you're looking like steak And when the stakes are high, I stake out for days And when the water reside, you're Bobby Boucher But we ain't thirsty n***a, never alert me, n***a I got a P89 in a suitcase I know you heard me, n***a, this is a burpee, n***a Lyrical exercise Right now, homie, I'm in the extra vibe Pipe down, on the curb when you heard that I got these words To the upper echelon, that's excellent [Hook] I am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again Lord forgive me, Lord forgive me Things I don't understand Sometimes I need to be alone b**h don't k** my vibe, b**h don't k** my vibe I can feel your energy from two planets away I got my drink, I got my music I would share it but today I'm yelling b**h, don't k** my vibe; b**h, don't k** my vibe b**h, don't k** my vibe; b**h, don't k** my vibe [Verse 2: Jay-Z] Up in the clouds, me and my spouse Rumors on the ground gettin' too loud Please turn them sh**s down, can't hear myself think Turbulence, sh**, almost spilled my drink In the White House with a mink Running through that b**h like it's my house All up in the hall like a mall Told you motherf**ers, all I do is ball No, I don't 'member you, I don't intend to empty my memory bank It's a million dollars in it, baby, Hilary Swa*k Sittin' next to Hillary smellin' like dank Presidental pardon, name one n***a out there harder than him I'll wait I've been in my wave like 20 years straight I've been on my vibe like 20 years straight Don't f** up my high, f** up my high Nights like this, I could f** up a pie An still be straight (still be straight) Fall back, b**h, I got a lot on my plate Don't waste my breath I don't know how many moons a n***a got left Back to this joint, smokin' this sh** like I'm tryna' prove a point I'm the highest, the highest title, numero uno k** my vibe, that's your motherf**in' funeral [Verse 3: Kendrick Lamar] Between you and me, turn eulogy to urinals, n***as pissed off I ministered this generation by far Leader of the new school, on my toes like a ballerina Who knew I'd be Black Swan World in my palms, ironically I am the Globetrotters' best 'Cause I didn't drop the ball Told n***as when I was 16 that I'd write a 16 To put a n***a right on the big screen In the paddy wagon with six teens Should have been in the pen but now my pen write with morphine I heal n***as, touch down with more fiends I k** n***as, audio crack, khakis to meal ticket Cardio lap, was running for dear life but now I'm running the map b**h, I'm here n***a Picture lil' ol' me giving a f** for what a f** n***a gotta say n***a you never be Jay, never be Nas, never be Snoop nor Dre You ain't get k**ed in Vegas or in a Suburban n***a, Puff Daddy wasn't your favorite So many washed up with detergent But I don't dry tears, I just aim at them on purpose Like blah, Mini-14 like blah Empty out another magazine like blah Let a young n***a get by I k** 'em all when they try to k** my vibe I am the bad, the good God, the last the hood got The last that would try to pa** a good job If Shawn's a black Beatle then I need a 10 second drum solo b**h see you at Woodstock