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Lame Shii

Corey Nyell

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[Verse 1 - Corey Nyell] I went M.I.A., I know the bitches miss me Momma to me fuck her but the bitch can't kiss me She be giving sloppy toppy, licky licky Shawty fuck with quickies, so I don't give hickies She breast feeding me just like a baby I'm a stunner but don't call me "Baby" Purp so strong, it got a nigga lazy Told the shawty throw it back, and don't betray me This is for them niggas that be sneak dissin' Shawty bad, I love messing with freak bitches These bitches, they wanna nigga who got the big figures They talking on the low, show em what I'm really missing If you hate me that much then make a petition While I'll be at your club taking all your women Fuck your decision, man. I still be winning Got my niggas on the real, got a nigga tripping Keep a nigga focused on the real Never lame boy, still I keep it trill I swear I keep hundred for my niggas got my finger on the trigger If a nigga wanna try me what's the deal Still going for the niggas who ain't here right now Time to show these niggas how I feel Feel like y'all been sleeping for a minute, while I get my money way up I make the shit easy like a lay up I swear the money never sleep so I stay up Times are getting harder so we pray up Pray to God, knowing I'm a fuck the game up Keep it trill, cause the money never change us For them niggas talking shit, keep their mouth taped up I'm never gon stop until I become famous But I tell em I ain't with that lame shit at all If you ain't talking money, then hop the fuck off, I swear to God [Hook] I ain't with that lame shit, no I ain't with that lame shit, no. (8x's) [Verse 2 - Fatman O] I ain't with the lame shit, moe Niggas swear they go hard till the fame get low Fat nigga should've ran out of time by now But that lean make the gears in my watch tick slow Niggas say they got gas. Boy, you coppin' reggie Three heads on the jay, Ed, Edd n Eddy Shawty claim she a freak, but the pussy super weak Kevin Hart with the dick. Nah, she wasn't ready Niggas swear that they loyal but be plottin on treason I been waitin to shoot, somebody give me a reason People talk all that shit just because it sounds pleasing Im allergic to lames and some of yall got me sneezing This is strictly for them niggas who be ratting on their mans Make believe model bitches posting flicks up on the gram I keep this shit a stack steady stickin to the plan Something these lame niggas couldn't never understand, Goddamn [Hook]
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