Ain’t No Fun (feat. Smoke DZA)
She just got her hair done
She wanna smoke weed, get drunk
But it ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
She just left her man
And if he ain't a player, then he don't understand
That it ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
Uh, baow (baow)
She ain't fly, or she ain't trippin' (she ain't trippin')
Call her homegirl base 'cause they hit (on some real shit)
Let a real nigga feel it
If it bounce, let it bounce 'cause your homegirl with it
She a go-getter
Motherfucker, whole nigga (woo)
Got her own bread, never been no gold digger (woo)
Take a trip, bring the clique
What's the word on the flip?
Let me slide 'cause he drip
Too much water, you might slip
On a late, late, late night (mmm)
She ain't biting, you ain't never had your bait right (nah)
Reel her in, bring a friend, all 'em ten
Some thick, some slim
Hit the crib, we gon' do this shit again (K.R.I.T.)
She just got her hair done
She wanna smoke weed, get drunk
But it ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
She just left her man
And if he ain't a player, then he don't understand
That it ain't no fun if the homies can't have none (uh)
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
She in her bag, not her feelings (not her feelings)
Shit, her bag a little different (little different)
So she brag a little different
Got the status and the vision (uh-huh)
She a baddie on a mission
She ain't no ordinary, listen
She a big girl, don't need no referrals
She got the green, she don't need you should curve
Not a thot nor a fronter, do a lot for her number
Need a cool nigga 'round, she been hot all summer (uh)
If you figure out the balance, you'll be rich forever
Best thing a woman can have is her shit together
Waist trainer for what? That keto doing enough
And plus, all 'em squats got you thick as ever, whoa
She just got her hair done
She wanna smoke weed, get drunk
But it ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none (uh)
She just left her man
And if he ain't a player, then he don't understand
That it ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
She wanna smoke weed, get drunk
But it ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
She just left her man
And if he ain't a player, then he don't understand
That it ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
Uh, baow (baow)
She ain't fly, or she ain't trippin' (she ain't trippin')
Call her homegirl base 'cause they hit (on some real shit)
Let a real nigga feel it
If it bounce, let it bounce 'cause your homegirl with it
She a go-getter
Motherfucker, whole nigga (woo)
Got her own bread, never been no gold digger (woo)
Take a trip, bring the clique
What's the word on the flip?
Let me slide 'cause he drip
Too much water, you might slip
On a late, late, late night (mmm)
She ain't biting, you ain't never had your bait right (nah)
Reel her in, bring a friend, all 'em ten
Some thick, some slim
Hit the crib, we gon' do this shit again (K.R.I.T.)
She just got her hair done
She wanna smoke weed, get drunk
But it ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
She just left her man
And if he ain't a player, then he don't understand
That it ain't no fun if the homies can't have none (uh)
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
She in her bag, not her feelings (not her feelings)
Shit, her bag a little different (little different)
So she brag a little different
Got the status and the vision (uh-huh)
She a baddie on a mission
She ain't no ordinary, listen
She a big girl, don't need no referrals
She got the green, she don't need you should curve
Not a thot nor a fronter, do a lot for her number
Need a cool nigga 'round, she been hot all summer (uh)
If you figure out the balance, you'll be rich forever
Best thing a woman can have is her shit together
Waist trainer for what? That keto doing enough
And plus, all 'em squats got you thick as ever, whoa
She just got her hair done
She wanna smoke weed, get drunk
But it ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none (uh)
She just left her man
And if he ain't a player, then he don't understand
That it ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
It ain't no fun if the homies can't have none
Credits
Writer(s): Cameron Jibril Thomaz, Calvin Broadus, Andre Romell Young, Nathaniel Hale, Warren Griffin Iii, Gregg Michael Gillis, Sean Pompey, Justin Lewis Scott, Ricardo Emmanuel Brown
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