letra de can nothing come between us - boldy james & real bad man
[intro]
ch-ch-chyeah
ch-ch-ching
what else?
[verse 1]
can nothing come between us
or at least that’s what i figured all along
heard you speaking on them creatures and them members
i remembered telling you sh-t that n0body even knew
heard it come across my desk, never thought it’d be you
to run your mouth to these hoes, couldn’t n0body had to told me
you was phony as they came, for that money n-ggas change
where the f-ck was n-ggas at, had my back against the ropes
can’t be on that same sh-t and expect different results
cream soda kinda fuchsia, keep a shooter at the function
all that frontin’ you be doing, ain’t no future in your fronting
always stressing to my youngin’ it was never ’bout the money
two things in this world i hate, that’s a sellout and a flunkie
move that work in third person, n-ggas snitching third party
on the third ring, game time first string
caught the chicken pox selling rocks off of [?]
pox full of chicken catchin’ pops like it’s ringworm
[chorus]
nickel nine in the twenty gauge, ayy
peeking through the blinds and the shades, yeah
i lapped your ninety day run in five business days
can show you how to get that money ninety different ways
nickel nine in the twenty gauge, ayy
peeking through the blinds and the shades, yeah
i lapped your ninety day run in five business days
can show you how to get that money ninety different ways
[verse 2]
can’t nothing come between me and that pape’
seen that scratch, get a n-gga slid out like it’s second base
passing out testers, got ’em mad, i put the smackdown
hatin’ on me ’cause they tired of dancing in the background
balling like i’m beatrice, aim with all the theatrics
dope so hard, look like i cut it with a cialis
cakin’ off an android, with them state fair boys
art so strong he like “this sh-t been taking steroids”
close but no cigar, they can’t get close to me
don’t get no sympathy from me for being who you ‘posed to be
approaching me, it ain’t wise
ain’t grew up in a church but i been known to make ’em pay ties
been on one since [?] died
[?] to the bayside [?]
gang time, mafia, what else, it ain’t no false flagging
the jack guy, i ain’t with all the [?] jacking
packing up the [?], we call that raw talents
[chorus]
nickel nine in the twenty gauge, ayy
peeking through the blinds and the shades, yeah
i lapped your ninety day run in five business days
can show you how to get that money ninety different ways
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