Its Nothing(Anthem)
Shawty real bad
She know it
She done pussy ona nigga
Got me open
Dat shit soaking wet
Ima surf
Like the ocean
Bitch I'm number One
Show my opponent
Free all of my niggas
In them mufuckin cages
Stack
Grind
Shit just take patience
Tellem whip it up
Where the gas
Tryna bake it
They ain't tryna give it to a Nigga
Ima take it
Ain't nobody did it for a nigga
Off the muscle
I done made a lot of shit happen
Off the hustle
Never been a hoe
We can run it off the knuckle
Yea I fuck the shit out that lil bitch
But Iont love her
Out here tryna make it
I ain't got no time to cuddle
Get to actin stupid
Ima go and get another
And I can't be fuckin that lil hoe
Without a rubber
I ain't claiming none of these bitches
You a Sucka
Yea I'm tryna chill up on a island
Wit them racks now
Bad ass chocolate Lil ting
With her ass out
I ain't never told ona soul
Ima bail out
Folks really lame as a bitch
He a sell out
I done got the game
Watch a nigga run it up
Nigga fuck 12
Tell them folks
Burn it up
Tired of them fake ass folks
Showin love
How you actin boujie
Sellin pussy for a dub
Iont en speak on shit
Nigga fuck it
You was just talkin real sweet
Now he duckin
I done fucked the spread up
Nigga it's nothin
I done hit up main bitch
Nigga she nothin
Came from the mudd
My account aint have nothin
Bro was in dat cell
And came out wit a 100
Talmbout K
Lil nigga no frontin
Put me ina game
Lil nigga I'll run it
Shit so funny
How these niggas wanna be me
Watch every move i make
Like tv
Got a lil freaky
Yellow bitch
Name kee kee
These niggas shitty
Too ass
Like feces
And I got a scamming lil bitch
Out in DC
I'll cut you off lil bitch
You don't need me
Fuck the shit
Pray in margelas
And she got a freaky
Lil fetish
I done fell in love
Wit the cheddar
You ain't Havin shit
Bitch shut up
I ain't never cared
For a hater
Niggas ain't really gettin paper
J's on like skip Bayless
And I had to match dat lil shit
Wit my baby
These niggas lame
But they talkin real crazy
I ain't do shit
But fuck dude ol lady
Iont en speak on shit
Nigga fuck it
You was just talkin real sweet
Now he duckin
I done fucked the spread up
Nigga it's nothin
I done hit up main bitch
Nigga she nothin
Came from the mudd
My account aint have nothin
Bro was in dat cell
And came out wit a 100
Talmbout K
Lil nigga no frontin
Put me ina game
Lil nigga I'll run it
She know it
She done pussy ona nigga
Got me open
Dat shit soaking wet
Ima surf
Like the ocean
Bitch I'm number One
Show my opponent
Free all of my niggas
In them mufuckin cages
Stack
Grind
Shit just take patience
Tellem whip it up
Where the gas
Tryna bake it
They ain't tryna give it to a Nigga
Ima take it
Ain't nobody did it for a nigga
Off the muscle
I done made a lot of shit happen
Off the hustle
Never been a hoe
We can run it off the knuckle
Yea I fuck the shit out that lil bitch
But Iont love her
Out here tryna make it
I ain't got no time to cuddle
Get to actin stupid
Ima go and get another
And I can't be fuckin that lil hoe
Without a rubber
I ain't claiming none of these bitches
You a Sucka
Yea I'm tryna chill up on a island
Wit them racks now
Bad ass chocolate Lil ting
With her ass out
I ain't never told ona soul
Ima bail out
Folks really lame as a bitch
He a sell out
I done got the game
Watch a nigga run it up
Nigga fuck 12
Tell them folks
Burn it up
Tired of them fake ass folks
Showin love
How you actin boujie
Sellin pussy for a dub
Iont en speak on shit
Nigga fuck it
You was just talkin real sweet
Now he duckin
I done fucked the spread up
Nigga it's nothin
I done hit up main bitch
Nigga she nothin
Came from the mudd
My account aint have nothin
Bro was in dat cell
And came out wit a 100
Talmbout K
Lil nigga no frontin
Put me ina game
Lil nigga I'll run it
Shit so funny
How these niggas wanna be me
Watch every move i make
Like tv
Got a lil freaky
Yellow bitch
Name kee kee
These niggas shitty
Too ass
Like feces
And I got a scamming lil bitch
Out in DC
I'll cut you off lil bitch
You don't need me
Fuck the shit
Pray in margelas
And she got a freaky
Lil fetish
I done fell in love
Wit the cheddar
You ain't Havin shit
Bitch shut up
I ain't never cared
For a hater
Niggas ain't really gettin paper
J's on like skip Bayless
And I had to match dat lil shit
Wit my baby
These niggas lame
But they talkin real crazy
I ain't do shit
But fuck dude ol lady
Iont en speak on shit
Nigga fuck it
You was just talkin real sweet
Now he duckin
I done fucked the spread up
Nigga it's nothin
I done hit up main bitch
Nigga she nothin
Came from the mudd
My account aint have nothin
Bro was in dat cell
And came out wit a 100
Talmbout K
Lil nigga no frontin
Put me ina game
Lil nigga I'll run it
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Writer(s): Bruce Sims
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