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Niggas Aint Shit - текст песни



Niggas Ain't Shit


Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks


Lick tha pearl tongue nigga keep tha dick


Get tha fuck out after I cum


So I can hop in my Coup and make a quick run








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 motherfuckin 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 fuck out of dodge (you heard that?)


You eat me this evenin, you don't even deserve that


Cause I'm a bank roll havin bitch


Mercedes Benz 6- double o havin bitch, 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 bitch, you make women hate dick, cuz you ain't shit














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 fuck 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 dick 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 bitch to flick


From waistline to the bottom, you know niggas ain't shit














You ain't shit 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 ya'll hoes slob dick, you back in ballin ass


Niggas ain't shit, taste the clit


And y'all pussy lickin and shit


Wanna go low on me like a basement?


That's why I don't see none of y'all


You better reconize bitch, while I sit in front of y'all


I don't owe you shit, nigga you owe me


I'm bout to change the locks, nigga keep the gold key


You better get your shit, take it to your mamy house


Let me show you what a bitch from Miami bout


You got me fucked up, nigga ain't no free nut


Unless you comin VVS marquis cut



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