Young Chris - Ain't No - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

06.05.2014

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[Verse 1 - Young Chris] I keep it fresher than the next bitch, yes I VVS's in your necklace, she fly I make the next bitch see the exit, she gon In other words she can be my x bitch [?] hers for us, every time we fuck she get a rush She can't get enough, back to back she get a nut Shawty's swag drip, broke niggas can't bag this No Michelle, just Chanel for my bad bitch Big engines, big Benzs If she walker, she walking in six inches She ain't playing bout her fitness Young bad bitch about our business Put in work and she transport work, she get busy Baddest little bitch in my city She ain't the type that's gon go through a divorce and take the cars She gon stand tall and take the charge [Hook - ??] Ain't no nigga like the one I got (No one could fuck you better) Sleeps around, but he gives me a lot (Keep you in diamonds and leather) Friends are telling me I should leave you alone (Aha, aha Tell the freaks to find A man of their own [x3]) [Verse 2 - Young Chris] Niggas they ain't as fly as this, no lie Can't do it as hot as this, they try North Philadelph, I be that young nigga C Niggas can't dance they tell them bum bitches leave [Verse 3 - Lee Mazin] What up C, just keep me laced in the illest mix Bring Rosado, Coco Chanel with a rhyme smell Back in the day, was a buck in the villy He scooped me up, taught me well, cuz the dope was realer I'm talking part of blue rock and wear suits and all that The all white nikes, but the Guccis all black And I was too young, telling you to fall back You caught my mind [?], I'm telling you call back But now I'm riding harder than Keish in Belly With my little deuce deuce bricks up in the telly Now it's custom made with the Burton shades Snake skin by the order, how my purse is made And then we sip champagne, eating sushi mayne Smoothies in Jacuzzis, blow L's while you do me That's bout shit And back when Big was rocking Coogi sweaters Them other niggas couldn't do me better So I just let them lames go, had to let them lames know The product of your name We [?] a night and then we back on the plane Back to the money, get the paper, stacking it slow Do mother chicks is other chicks and now I'm letting em know [Hook]
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