Song parody of
Stand My Ground (feat. King Polo)
by K-Watt
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Stand my ground and beat my chest
Show me respect
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
Stand my ground and beat my chest
Show me respect
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
I write my checks I’m in my bag
I might be next yeah I’m coming fast
Suggest I’m blessed I’m going tic for tack
I don’t rest my neck cuz then I’ll miss the cash
Been impressed by less so you can kiss my ass
I don’t inspect the deck I just kick the track
Straight to the bank or I’m in my lab
Cuz I write my checks yeah I’m in my bag
No laws no friends no jewels I preach
This life is cold the scum will leach
Get yo bread and move in silence
Cuz eyes are eyes and all is watching
Stand my ground and beat my chest
Show me respect
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
Stand my ground and beat my chest
Show me respect
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
Stand my ground and beat my chest
Show me respect
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
Stand my ground and beat my chest
Show me respect
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
I write my checks I’m in my bag
I might be next yeah I’m coming fast
Suggest I’m blessed I’m going tic for tack
I don’t rest my neck cuz then I’ll miss the cash
Been impressed by less so you can kiss my ass
I don’t inspect the deck I just kick the track
Straight to the bank or I’m in my lab
Cuz I write my checks yeah I’m in my bag
No laws no friends no jewels I preach
This life is cold the scum will leach
Get yo bread and move in silence
Cuz eyes are eyes and all is watching
Stand my ground and beat my chest
Show me respect
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
Stand my ground and beat my chest
Show me respect
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
My own checks
Cutting all of my own checks
