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letra de innit - nikko dator

[intro: nikko dator]
yeah.. it’s nikko mothaf-ckin’ dator.. aye.. aye

[verse 1: nikko dator]
n-ggas talk like i lost it, nah i think you exhausted
these n-ggas is tired, you boys need to stop it
i made a profit, that direct deposit, too much in my pocket
don’t reach for my wallet, cause i might just c-ck it, might pull out da rocket (fire)
all your funny tweets need a warranty
b-tch is lyin when she say this doesn’t normally happen
so tell me why we on the bed and you recording me
in the building, in the p-ssy like it’s quarantine
everything i do you want your hand in it
b-tch i stole the game then i ran widdit
helicopter land in the sand widdit
with the monogram bout a band in it, aye, aye, uh..
and we could talk man to man n-gga
but you talkin like you mad and you sad n-gga
cryin cause you ain’t wit the plan n-gga
prolly being lame at the pad n-gga
and why you stay bringing up old sh-t?
f-ck out my face wit that “bro” sh-t
they think i don’t notice they motives
these boys aren’t focused they hopeless
i ball out like fetty, these n-ggas is petty
that new sh-t was weak boy you ain’t representin
i cannot believe that i made it past twenty i made it already
and i’m never worried or sweaty, i’m droppin like heavy confetti, i’m deadly

[interlude]
what am i becomin’? what am i becomin’?
a monster? a liar? they all sayin somethin’
this money ain’t nothin’.. these b-tches ain’t nothin’
i can not trust anyone, everyone frontin’

[verse 2]
i k!ll every single beat boy
you don’t wanna get meeked, boy
turn dese rappers and producers into sweet boys
have a seat ain’t nothin sweet boy
my booking is full i can’t sign in for sh-t
i got emails unread from 2006
to all of the groupies who wanna get cuffed
can you call up your ride? got no sp-ce on my d-ck
b-tch i don’t act different when the cam around
i illuminate a room when i stand around
people talkin like the best kept secret out
by the way i made the sound that they go about
laid low now the flow soundin supa dupa
fresh prince, i’ma legend like the chupacubra
go hard, i go harder and a lil’ smootha
same money, but my bills jus a lil’ newer
the shoes match the pants and the pants match the belt
i cried and i prayed and established myself
yeah the only survivor got older and wiser, this sh-t ain’t inspired
i had to add fuel the fire, i’m wired.. (mumbles til’ end)

hahah.. neek! im innit til infinity, there’s no gettin’ rid of me
know what i’m talm bout?

- nikko dator

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