letra de no more - damjonboi
[intro]
f-ck you talkin’ ’bout, n-gga?
great big b, n-gga
know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
yeah (jose the plug)
[verse 1]
i hit my lil’ n-gga off with a brick, we call him craig
how you gon’ ball if you can’t take a risk? these n-ggas scared
mixmatch designer off the diors, watch how i play it
n-gga can’t even reply to a diss, his ass dead
real gangsters, it’s a celebration when we cook up
d-ck all in her mouth, dog sick she can’t pick up
up pole in his face and let it rock soon as he look up
cash gon’ lock the doors on this b-tch so i can cook up
had a show on the sticks, so we pulled up with them sticks
ran off on the promoter, tell that n-gga, “suck my d-ck”
you just wastin’ time around this b-tch if you ain’t gettin’ rich
i’ll send my lil’ n-gga, he gon’ lock up like a pit
i heard you was big steppin’, lil’ n-gga, where your pole at?
n-gga flodgin’ like they really get it, where your roll at?
get me off them perkies, now i’m geekin’, where the hoes at?
made a love song and then got mad, took the song back
[chorus]
it’s a lot of lame sh-t that i can’t do no more
been gettin’ money, b-tch, but you knew that, though
a real player, f-ck a b-tch, act like i never knew the ho
spin that b-tch again since they playin’ movie roles
it’s a lot of bad b-tches i can’t hit no more
and i done hit the baddest of ’em, but you knew that, though
walked in the club with ten but i threw it, though
spin that b-tch again since they playin’ movie roles
[verse 2]
i just landed in your city, where the drank?
i just met this b-tch, now we headed to the bank
my side b-tch settin’ plays, you would swear that she a saint
p-ss my hitters off when i be doin’ sh-t they said i can’t
my brothers left me by myself, man, i hate my sh-t
dog droppin’ all them tapes, don’t n0body play that sh-t
i done did a lot of sh-t, but never saved the b-tch
oh, he in the zone like it’s sweet? take his sh-t
hm, i’m on ocean drive with the doors up
in miami with the heat, but i’m froze up
n-gga wanna beat his b-tch ass ’cause she chose us
we them boys that tore that motherf-ckin’ road up
voila, my cup was empty, now that b-tch poured up
b-tch see me in the foreign, jonboi, you growed up
h-ll yeah, i’m f-ckin’ your lil’ b-tch, n-gga, so what?
i just want the p-ssy ’cause she got her nose up
[chorus]
it’s a lot of lame sh-t that i can’t do no more
been gettin’ money, b-tch, but you knew that, though
a real player, f-ck a b-tch, act like i never knew the ho
spin that b-tch again since they playin’ movie roles
it’s a lot of bad b-tches i can’t hit no more
and i done hit the baddest of ’em, but you knew that, though
walked in the club with ten but i threw it, though
spin that b-tch again since they playin’ movie roles
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