Finesse2Tymes - Nobody (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Finesse2Tymes - Nobody (en) Lyrics
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Ain't no nigga (No nigga), no
nigga (Nobody) never treat me
like a sucker (Never that)
And if them niggas mad 'cause I ain't
fuckin' with 'em, tell them niggas
I say fuck 'em (Fuck all y'all)
Ain't no bitch (No ho), no bitch
(Nan' bitch) never said I
was soft on 'em (Never ever)
I'm a player, eatin' shrimp and potato
and feedin' these thot bitches
McDonalds (Let me get that)
I ain't never told 12 nothin' but,
"Show me cell and give me my phone
call" (Give me my phone call)
I ain't never lovеy-dovey with
her, walk straight in the spot
and makе take her thongs off
I ain't never (Never), never (Ever),
never going back broke (Never ever)
If I don't know nothin' and all else
fails, I'ma go break on a ho
That lil' nigga ain't nobody (Nobody)
VVS Cartier, got me four,
Audi (Four, Audi)
Got my respect out the streets,
I ain't never had a nigga
go and cosign me (Nah)
I'm just pullin' these lil' niggas'
coattails (Coattails)
I had two or three hoes
at the motel (Motel)
Yeah, I'm street as it get and
I'm rich as bitch and I'm still
eatin' chicken and Ro-Tel
Got on all of my jewelry in public,
if it's meant to happen, then fuck
it, ain't doing no duckin'
Pimpin' like I'm David Ruffin, suck
me like a suction, ride me like a motherfuckin'
Huffy (Fuckin' Huffy)
Reach for my chain and I'm stoppin'
the show with this Glock 24,
but I ain't gotta say that
Yeah, you already know I don't
play that (Play that)
This shit is payback
They knew I was coming, they
hate that (Hate that)
Fuckin' this hot yellow bitch
from the back, look like Renni,
I pull up on Rucci (Yeah)
Pourin' up thicker than mucus,
we droppin' Wockeisha in strawberry
smoothies (Yeah)
I'm super cocky, I'm stiff on a ho
Where were you? I was jailin' with blicks
in my coat (Blicks in my coat)
She postin' comments
on all of my posts
Gotta pull up on me, eat my dick
at the door (At the door)
FOA, gotta fuck on arrival
In any state, they know
I got that fire
Too many Dracs, give a
fuck 'bout my priors
Gon' demonstrate, I put
that on Rakiyah
I'm back and I'm better, they thought I was
Beckham, somebody better tell 'em don't play
with me, period (Play with me, period)
He want a verse for the cheap, I ain't
hearin' it (I ain't hearin' it)
I ain't just talkin', I seen and
experienced it (I seen it)
Fifty on teeth, hundred fifty a
week, thirty-eight for a P, twenty-
six for the Percs (Percs)
Treat this rap shit like the
fifth and the first (First)
All this money keep comin',
a gift and a curse (Curse)
Holdin' they nuts, they
ain't wanna support me
These rap bitches won't eat the
dick for a quarter (Quarter)
I'm shittin' on the game with my dick
in the toilet (In the toilet)
If you ain't talkin' money, you soundin'
distorted (Can't hear you, Go)
I started off local, so
you never heard him
Tried to blackball me, I jumped
every hurdle (Damn)
First week in prison, I witnessed
a murder (What?)
Compound on lockdown, move
slow as a turtle (Wow)
Keep all the roadies and free
all the soldiers (Free 'em)
The streets is the industry,
the industry's over
My ex keep on stalkin', she
lookin' for closure
Bitch, you are my ex, ho, don't
lose your composure
The future's a mystery, your past
is your history, the only real
gift is the present (Huh?)
And I can't never go broke, niggas
go broke and that shit
is depressing (Well, damn)
Gucci one deep in a three seater
Polite when I greet, but
I don't need people
Fishtailin' in a Speedtail
Screamin', "Fuck 12,"
'cause it's a V12
She told her nigga a thousand lies
Tracker on her car, he
a private eye (Wow)
Stalkin' her page like
a thousand spies
This nigga should work
for the FBI (Damn)
I just made a cool M in Dubai
I'm Gucci George Jetson, I live
in the sky (It's Gucci)
Don't put your hands on
me 'less you wanna die
Don't speak on my name unless
you wanna die (Wop)
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