Don't Be So Nice

That's the motherfucking shit man
Don't try nigga
Just do it nigga
I know y'all niggas ain't built like this man
Some niggas is, some niggas ain't
Some of y'all niggas ain't you feel me
Finna let these little ass niggas know man
Hey, hey, hey

H-H-Hit her with that shake and bake I call it Ricky Bobby
She always playin' with my dick like it's a fucking hobby
I got a couple more bitches sittin' in the lobby
I bought her Gucci now that bitch is actin' kinda snobby

One, two got me steppin' like a kappa,
I been smokin' hella weed, now I move it like a trapper
T-T-Turn the page, and we on another chapter
I been stackin' hella bread now my pockets lookin' fatter

Four doors, four hos I can't keep none
Drop a stack watch your bitch come and do something
Dropped yo mans now you froze like a snow cone
Five five six going off like a ringtone

They steady pressin' on my line, I always hit decline
Kick my feet up in that Lazy Boy I hit recline
Hit it from the back she feel that dick up in her spine
Hit 'em with the AR make 'em do the Cha-Cha Slide

Henny all up in my cup it taste like water now
These bitches swear I been that nigga for awhile now
These niggas scary, pull the semi now they wildin' out
She wanna have my babies, but you know I pulled it out

Hella drunk and I'm gone off the deep end
Popped a perc, big greshed all I see is red
Mama choosing, told her she can go and bring her friend
Powered up like Goku, I hit 'em with the Kaio-ken

I'm getting money 'till the day they put me in the grave
Really with this rapping shit, it is not a phase
Back of the party smoking on haze
And I'm feelin' great
Pour a four
Roll an eighth, take it to the fucking face

Bust her walls down, lookin' like the Kool-Aid man
Gotta couple groupies do what only groupies can
I put in work, I'm on Maury like the camera man
Hit the treadmill steady runnin' up the fucking bands

I had to fight my whole life like Madea said
Strong jaw line shorty give Madea head
Givin' up the cookies told her that my name was Ned
Declassified, then grab the nine, aim it at your head

Ya bitch



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Writer(s): Christian Stowers
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