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Lyrics: Chorus: repeat 2x Niggas ain't sh**, but hoes and tricks Lick tha pearl tongue nigga keep tha d*** Get tha f*** out after I cum So I can hop in my coup and make a quick run [trina] See, me and my boo's we got grands to use With terrible attitudes nigga, who needs you? Huh, you got your dirty ass feet on my couch And smokin motherf***in weed in my house Is you sick yo? I want you to get him and your dogs, To stop grabbin doornobs, and hustle and rob Or job, get tha f*** out of dodge (you heard that? ) You eat me this evenin, you don't even deserve that Cause I'm a bank roll havin bi*** Mercedes benz 6- double o havin bi***, I'm fabulous And immaculate with nice curves I game hers for the furs, and the iceberg You got nerves, old broke ass, not havin no doe ass Slow ass, stayin on my porch ass, yo yay your ass nigga You fake bi***, you make women hate d***, cuz you ain't sh** Chorus [lois lane] You that same old nigga With tha same low figures 'cept the lies gettin bigga And the sex lacks the vigor Got used to the quickies, now your ass is just wack Tryin to f*** my girl, behind my back, imajin that I told her go ahead and try it just for the laughter Now whe're feelin bad for all tha hoes you're goin after Looks can be deceivin, and you're poppin much game Crib in your moms name, claim of fortune and fame Dressed in iceberg, senese still attached Rockin a gator, fake rolly, hollow links to match I sit back and watch, as you dig yourself deeper Digits all in your beeper, you want her, better keep her Last night you was all up in the club, slingin grips Slippin dj roslay, givin d*** tips away Basically, you was holdin like you just went pro But little did they know, you was flossin my doe No, I got to go, before you cause a bi*** to flick From waistline to the bottom, you know niggas ain't sh** Chorus [trina] You ain't sh** to me yo I'm spendin grands down in rio Manaje` in trio, garage like it cee-lo 4-5-6, range rov, 4.6 we lay low While y'all hoes slob d***, you back in ballin ass Niggas ain't sh**, taste the c*** And y'all p**** lickin and sh** Wanna go low on me like a basement? That's why I don't see none of y'all You better reconize bi***, while I sit in front of y'all I don't owe you sh**, nigga you owe me I'm bout to change the locks, nigga keep the gold key You better get your sh**, take it to your mamy house I'm bout to show you what a bi*** from miami bout You got me f***ed up, nigga ain't no free nut Unless you comin vvs marquis cut Chorus (repeat til end) More songs from this artist Comments for this song |
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