[Hook:] I ain't met a Nigga yet, fuckin with my pimpin And I ain't met a Nigga yet who could Fuck my bitch But if I run into that nigga, I'm gon let you know [x2] I swaim at that Nigga [x2] That's on my mama Nigga, that's on my mama, I ain't met that Nigga yet.
[Verse 1:] 1989 big shoutsout to tammy Nigga that's my mama, it you ain't knew that's who raised me I was in the school breaking rules misbehavin Shoutsout to lil dude that's that fool in training Now I'm in that coupe, with that swoop, and she taking Dick in her mouth, like them beans got her baking Brother still go to work daily, gotta thank the lord Still on my knees praying, my lil sister crazy Ooh, ooh, I ask the lord to forgive me everyday I sin. Gotta watch these Fuck niggas the mo money, crazy it gets Gotta keep that yacht running this pump shit heavy expense
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[Verse 2:] I'm back like the future Nigga, quan you da future Tellem don't confuse me with future Nigga Pockets fat rasputia Nigga, I'm in dat coupe, yea dat zoom, the coolest in da room Jumpin up make the neighbors feel it under us We comin up, cuz a Nigga came from nothing bruh Know its something cuz everybody got they own tray One kingdom, one crown, one king, one queen, one prince, one princess, one side No fences, no pride, no nuts, no glory And I'm be in my chair saying...
[Hook]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
