Desce de Perna Aberta – Mc Magrinho letra

Desce logo
Abre a perna
Sobe e fecha a perna
Versuri-lyrics.info
Desce e abre as pernas
Sobe e fecha a pernaaa. Mc Magrinho letras
Video aberta
(desce de perna aberta) Letra Mc Magrinho – Desce de Perna Aberta
O DJ Yuri Martins
É que vai mandar pra ela
Tu não é nenhuma princesa
Muito menos Cinderela
Tu tá no baile de favela.

Vara – Spike featuring Achi versuri

Si-o cheama toata lumea din Mamaia pana-n Vama. Tu, stai dupa ea daca poti versuri-lyrics.info
Nu mai vorbim de gelozie ca se stie cu toti. Tu nici macar nu stii. Da’ cand ai plecat anu’ trecut m-ai lasat rece. Am crezut ca te-am pierdut de tot. Si dintr-o data vad ca se indeparteaza. Si am suferit atat de mult. Unu, unu, doi, unu, unu, doi
Suntem tot noi. Versuri Spike
Video Spike Si varaaa-i un canteccc. Varaaa, va-va-varaaa. E locul de pacoste. Vama, va-va-vama. Spune-mi unde te duci si-o sa venim dupa tine. Ce bine ca de data asta am fost pe faza
Si ca totu-i ok, las’ ca te stim noi mai bine. Si varaaa-i un cantec. E anotimp pentru dragoste. Am zis ca nu-mi pasa si trece. Si stie toata lumea cum o cheama.
Versuri Spike – Vara
Vara, va-va-vara. Spune ca vine de departe,
Am pornit, ne intalnim la jumatate. Asta se prezinta mai nebuna, zic ‘buna’,
Vrei sa ne facem planuri impreuna? Unu, unu, doi, unu, unu, doi
Suntem tot noi. Cand dupa atata ploaie si furtuna
Credeam ca telefonu’ asta nu mai suna. Nu poti sa te ascunzi de mine
Cand iei toale pe tine din ce in ce mai putine. E locul de pacoste. Vara, va-va-vara. O iau la fuga spre vara, cine mai vine? Vama, va-va-vama. Dam de veste ca a ajuns si culmea
Ne suna toti si sunam pe toata lumea. E anotimp pentru dragoste. Yee, simt caldura, ce bine.

4 am – 2 Chainz lyrics

Okay, you popped up on me by surprise
You see I never took you for the popping type
Damn, it’s 4 AM so please believe the hype
Versuri-lyrics.info
Hit the lights, I’m way over toppp. 2 Chainz lyrics
Video am
Lyrics 2 Chainz – 4 am

My year – Famous Dex lyrics

Lyrics Famous Dex – My year
This is my year. F*ck the little b*tch I don’t care. Versuri-lyrics.info
Lay down all her gear.
Famous Dex lyrics
Video year Transcribing.

Another night – Minnesota lyrics

Minnesota lyrics
Video night You know I’m not sorry
For loving this way
Your touch keeps me blurry
But I’m trying to say that
I’m not the one you thought you’d fall into
You know I’m not sorry, now
Just want another niiight with you
You
Want another night with you
Want another niiight with you
You
I want another night with you
Want another niiight with you
Want another niiight with you
I want another niiight with you
Want another niiight with you
I want another niiight with you
Want another niiight with you
Another niiight with you
Another niiight with you
Another niiight with you
Another niiight with youuu. Figure it out, baby
Let’s figure it out, figure it out now
We’ll figure it out, baby
Another day
Another day. We can never live a lie
But the truth’s so far away
But we’re already too deep to fight
Every thing.
You know I’m not sorry
For loving this way
Your touch keeps me blurry
But I’m trying to say that
I’m not the one you thought you’d fall into
You know I’m not sorry, now
Just want another niiight with you
You versuri-lyrics.info
Want another night with you
Want another night with you
You
Want another niiight with you
Want another niiight with you
Want another niiight with you
I want another niiight with you
Want another niiight with you
I want another niiight with you
Want another niiight with you
Another niiight with you. Lyrics Minnesota – Another night
Every time you look away
I just want it more and more
And even though we can’t afford the pain
I’ll take it ’till we.(another night)
Figure it out, baby
Let’s figure it out, figure it out now
We’ll figure it out, baby
Another day.

Vida linda – Sasha Lopez feat. Ale Blake letra

Letra Sasha Lopez – Vida linda
Vida linda
Go on n lemme love ya
Don’t say no
To paradise
We young n lonely, oh yeahh
Versuri-lyrics.info
Don’t say no
Close your eyes. If u like what u see come n gimme that rumba
It’s hot but we always stay cool in the summer
And everyone feels it from Chile to Cuba
The rhythm the moonling, taking us over.
O Vida Linda
Vem pra mim eu quero voce. (x4)
Go on n lemme love ya
Don’t say no
To paradise
We young n lonely, oh yeahh
Versuri-lyrics.info
Don’t say no
Close your eyes. O Vida Lindaaa
Vem pra mim eu quero voceee. (x4)
Versuri Sasha Lopez
Video linda If u like what u see come n gimme that rumba
It’s hot but we always stay cool in the summer
And everyone feels it from Chile to Cuba
The rhythm the moonling, taking us over.

Famous Dex – Xans

You run up me, put them holes in your pants
Dexter back poppin’ them xans
Dexter back poppin’ them xans

Poppin’ xans till I’m sleep
The money I got it, you know it’s on me (wait)
Xans, xans
You run up me, put them holes in your pants

Sipping Wock, diamond paint
Xans, xans, xans, xans
Diamonds wet like a sink
Xans, xans, xans, xans
You know we did it again
Xans, xans, xans, xans
[Verse]
Dexter back poppin’ them xans
Xans, xans, xans, xans
Dexter back poppin’ them xans
Dexter back poppin’ them xans
Polo he right on the beat
Look at that AP, it’s time
Xans, xans
Run up on me, catch a body
Dexter back poppin’ them xans
You run up me, put them holes in your pants
[Hook]
Dexter back poppin’ them xans
Dexter back poppin’ them xans
Two xans I’m fine

Lookin’ for me a lil hotty, ballin’ like Scotty (wait)
Xans, xans, xans, xans
This boy he not in the streets
I got a bitch from Japan
They got me lost out my mind
Hope baby girl’s no fan, I’m ballin’ like Cam
Got a lil’ bitch she a dime
[Hook]
Xans, xans
She like to get off the xans
Dexter back poppin’ them xans

Rich forever everywhere
You run up me, put them holes in your pants

They geekin’ right up on my body
Xans, xans
Dexter back poppin’ them xans
Call that Flash Shawn, he got all that drink
Xans, xans, xans, xans
Dexter back poppin’ them xans
Fuck on my friends
Xans, xans, xans, xans
Xans, xans, xans, xans

Dexter back poppin’ them xans
30 on me if you blink
I got that bitch off the xans

Chris Young – Losing Sleep (Lyric Video)

Light a candle
I can take you anywhere you wanna be, yeah
Fall into me, let me breathe the air you breathe
Turn all the lights down low
When we’re losing sleep
That I love you, let me show you, oh
[Verse 2]
Turn all the lights down low
When it comes to us every single touch is something special
Yeah, we’re winning, we’re losing
When we’re wrapped up in those sheets
Yeah, we’re winning, we’re losing
[Verse 1]
When it comes to us every single touch is something special
Yeah, we’re winning, we’re losing
When we’re losing sleep
Baby, let’s just lose control, lose control
I can take you anywhere you wanna be
Baby, so…
[Chorus]
Fall into me, let me breathe the air you breathe
When we’re losing sleep

I can take you anywhere you wanna be
Real life, when it’s this good don’t you know
Yeah, we’re winning, we’re losing
Light a candle

[Chorus]
When we’re losing sleep
When we’re wrapped up in those sheets
[Outro]
I can handle every single curve, you know
We don’t need to dream at all
When it comes to us every single touch is something special
When we’re wrapped up in those sheets

Fall into me, let me breathe the air you breathe

RJmrLA – Blammer (Mrla Album)

They almost took me in that was close
I’m not alone
Never be a sucker for a bop
I’m not alone

Ten steps ahead of y’all, all y’all
[Outro]
I splashed my shirt I smell like gerp
Rolling with my blammer on
I’m not alone
My spot is fly I’m rapping gold
Play my own I’m Al Capone
[Hook]

This blammer too big to disguise it
Homies with me and I’m on
A gangster stuff in casts and cones
Ooh, the roof, disappear, regroup, reappear

I put in work I know my worth
[Verse 2]
Mandatory action, mandatory shoot at Troy Ave shit
Johnnys pulled me over did the most
Tinted up living GLE Coupé
[Intro]
Send a slug knock your chimney off the roof
Rolling with my blammer on

You flock your sly you back at home
True story tip before a lap dance
Ten steps ahead of y’all, ohh
Rolling with my blammer on
Haters want me dead and gone
I made it past the average Joe
Rolling with my blammer on
Iced up got December in my tooth
She don’t use hands thats sucka
Ooh, I ain’t scared of y’all
Ten steps ahead of y’all, ohh
You flash your girl these shells is perked
Ooh, I ain’t scared of y’all
I meant like work I, ooh
Ooh, I ain’t scared of y’all
Rolling with my blammer on
Ooh, I ain’t scared of y’all
Rolling with my blammer on
Ten steps ahead of y’all, all y’all
I’m not alone
[Verse 1]
Whipping out bands got mileage
I’mma need that back in for them shows
Match that matt black strap with my gear
[Hook]
Ten steps ahead of y’all, ohh
Go make that hammer get that blammy on
I’m not alone
Ooh, I ain’t scared of y’all
I splashed my shirt I smell like work

I’m not alone
I put in work I know my worth
[Hook]
On spotify with platinum songs
Gotta stay alert never lacking

Rolling with my blammer on
Chipped up got my skillet in the booth
I pull up vert I pull out first
Ooh, I ain’t scared of y’all
I can buy your trap that hole
Ooh, I ain’t scared of y’all
I had to hand my hammer to my hoe
Ten steps ahead of y’all, all y’all
I pull up vert I pull out first
Ten steps ahead of y’all
I’m not alone
Rolling with my blammer on
Rolling with my blammer on
Rolling with my blammer on

RJmrLA – Thank God (Mrla Album)

And I thank my God all my pride ain’t defrost me
Thank God I’m a real nigga
Y’all ain’t real no more, I’m the realest y’all know
Stay with it can’t give it nah nigga nah, nah, nah nigga nah
Finna slide for the real niggas
Thank God I’m a real nigga
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
If I die pray my pops is the gate keeper
[Verse 3: Blac Youngsta]
When your bitch cheat on you I hope I be the one drilling her nigga
Doing 5 on a real nigga
Stay with it can’t give it nah nigga nah, nah, nah nigga nah
Thank God for the real real niggas
Young nigga face something
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God

I did time with some real niggas
Nigga God know I’m burnt yeah
[Hook: RJ]
In a beam got the Glock showing state prison
Here I keep a 9 in these streets Iguodala
Fuck nigga, I been a real nigga since day one
Ties like [?]
Nah nigga nah

[Verse 2]
If this Glock all I got then I’m [?]
Gang slide for the real niggas

One time for the real real niggas
You niggas lying on stage to stay in the loop
I’mma keep it real with ya
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
Extended clip AK something, broad day something
I ain’t feeling ya niggas ya niggas fraud, nah
Thank God for the real real niggas
Some believe in God, some believe in Allah
On God, real real nigga
20 [?]
Threw the scope on the K they easy to boost
Cross me let the church pray
[Outro: RJmrLA]
Thank God I’m a real nigga
[Hook: RJ]
Stay with it can’t give it nah nigga nah, nah, nah nigga nah
Thank God I’m a real nigga
And they still getting hot, can’t chill with us
Thank God on my worst day
Life sentence, for the team I’ll take one
Thank God I’m a real nigga
Niggas dying on they birthday
Nigga sliding with the opps get the same treatment
Thank God I’m a real nigga
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
Thank God I’m a real nigga
Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
Thank God I’m a real nigga
Nigga that’s that get back get off me I’m saucy
I woke up thank God I’m a real nigga
On God I’m- On God I’m a real real nigga
Niggas still throwing shots at a still picture
Send them back to my whip grab that stick shit look gothic
Shake something, take something
On God I’m a real nigga
I ain’t feeling you nigga
On God I’m a real real nigga
[Hook: RJ]
On God I’m a real real nigga
Finna slide for the real nigga
On God I’m a real nigga
I ain’t feeling ya niggas ya niggas fraud, nah
When you die I hope I be the one killing you nigga
He the one that made me squeezing off .380
Let me squeeze take the block thats a gang missing
On God I’m a real nigga
I fucked that bitch to make you mad I ain’t feeling her nigga

Thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God, thank God
One time for the real niggas
[Verse 1]
On God I’m a real real nigga
CMG, 400 Summers, we finna see so much money
Niggas soft like the still liquor

Word to my momma
Thank God I’m a real nigga

Thank God I’m a real nigga
Thank God I’m a real nigga
I ain’t feeling ya niggas ya niggas fraud, nah
Make lil’ niggas fake but teach ’em to shoot
Fake real niggas how you revealing the truth?

RJmrLA – Not To Be (Mrla Album)

These bitches be having like four or five niggas
Bitch you not to be
Where your grandma stay bitch?
Told me you a classy bitch
Bitch you not to be
Y’all tryna be famous
Goddamn I need a Mexican
Who you fucked on the A-List?
Bitches come when they think a nigga crossed over
I’m the nigga never loving these bitches
You been plotting on the low

How I know? My homie told me so
Bitch you not to be
What you not to be? You not to be trusted
Bitch you not to be
My house got too many piece
I don’t trust you bitches
[Hook: YG]
[Hook: YG]
‘Posed to be loyal, goddamn I need a Mexican
I’mma do what I’m accustomed to
Bitch you not to be
[Intro: YG]
I don’t even trust the ones with good intentions
They be fucking on these bitches so I’m fucking on these bitches
What you not to be? Trusted
You not to be trusted What you not to be?
Damn, that’s wrong, damn bitch you so wrong
Bitch you not to be
Bitch you not to be
Trusted What you not to be?
Look bitch you been hanging with my enemies
Bitch you not to be
Might try to send some niggas to kill for me
What you not to be?
Bitch you not to be
What you not to be? You not to be trusted
Coming new like its renovated
Trusted What you not to be?
Bitch I don’t fuck with you, I don’t fuck with you
I don’t trust no bitch far as I can throw her, no
What you not to be?
[Hook: YG]
Never trusting these bitches only fucking these bitches
[Verse 2: RJmrLA]
Who you tryna play bitch?
Bitch you not to be
Bitch you not to be
Bitch you not to be
Bitch you not to be

Soon as you show them love they burn they bridges
I fucked you a nasty bitch

You might try to steal from me

Bitch you not to be

Bitch you not to be
If it’s burnt at the bottom nigga cut the juice
Bitch what my name is?
Bitch you not to be
What you not to be?
What you not to be? You not to be trusted
Bitch you not to be
Who you told not to say shit?
All my hunnids come blue got them ventilated
Same old trust issues
Bitch you not to be
Bitch you not to be
Bitch you not to be
Nigga if we talking drugs that bitch impress me
[Verse 1: YG]
Bitch you not to be

RJmrLA – 2 Grown (Mrla Album)

Flat back brought it back out like a new butt
I left the roof on today
Bitch we too grown for games
Find time to escape and enjoy the ville
Too out, too lit, too grown, to play, the games you play
I’m too on to play
Y’all too on to play
Tennis shoes on display
Bitch we too grown for games
Scratch that, add a tax to this new drug
Too out, too lit, too grown, to play, the games you play

Bend about the waist like its yoga
Shopping up the states introduce you to my jeweler
We fuck more and say less till we show and tell
Haters come in twos, ice flooded in my ear drums
Too out, too lit, I mean too on to play the games
[Hook]
I left the roof on today
I’m too on for the groupie lovie, forreal
[Verse 1]
All these blue hundreds on me looking loca
Playing side bitches to the left, let you know its real
Bitch I’m too grown for games
Tennis shoes on display
I’m too on to play
[Hook]

Bitch I’m too grown for games
One I can spend one, trust to depend on
She said all I ever wanted was
I’m too grown for games
I can get your groove back like we in a movie
Just to be a real one
Too out, too lit, I mean too on to play the games
Champagne with the steak and a morning pill
But I’m too on to play
Moving all your weight out the way
But I’m too on to play
Baby let me take you from here no pilgrim
Move it way out the way
Breaking all the rules but I’m fixing all your bruises
You ain’t gotta spend long looking for a real don
Walked up in the room spotlight got ’em deer dumb
I left the roof on today
Bitch I’m too grown for games
Bitch we too grown for games
Left the roof up, flat top, crew cut
Y’all too on to play
[Intro]
It ain’t over
[Verse 2]
Hold up a unit in your face call it close up, yeah yeah
Still you have it cool good views on the pier rise
Bitch I’m too grown for games
I’m too grown for games
You was feeling used ex dude can’t depend on

Y’all too on to play

RJmrLA – Is It Mine (Mrla Album)

It can be a FaceTime or a text
[Intro]
Maybe we can both nut
Whose is it? Is it mine? Whose is it?
Is it mine when you need me?
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)

You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Tell me how you want it
Is it mine when you need me?
Ooh, leave this position to me
You know that I want it
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
[?] SOP, every sin ain’t a felony
Gotta let me know sometime
You know that I want it
You say this pussy for me
We switch positions for you
Let me know what’s on your mind

Cleanin’ up the messes
Just let me know what’s on your mind ’cause you been on mine
Hit me when you choose up
Beat it up until you get the message
Baby, don’t waste my time
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & (RJmrLA)]
Waste no time when I bang your line
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
I been drillin’ everywhere, yeah
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Oh, whose is it? Whose is it? Is it mine?
Oh, dive in it

Whose is it? Is it mine? Let me know, whose is it?
Is it mine? Whose is it? Let me know, whose is it?

I been pullin’ on your hair, yeah
I gotta see if it’s true
I know you feel it when your eyes rollin’ back, throw it back
I just make investments
I like when you scream out who the bestest
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Baby, don’t waste my time
Spend how we shoppin’ how we spend once
It can be a FaceTime or a text
Is it mine in the morning?
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Still a YG but baby, listen, I’m a veteran

All day, I have you dreamin’ ’bout sex
Safe sex, latex, ayy
Gotta let me know sometime
Let me know what’s on your mind (On your mind)
Whose is it? Huh, whose is it? Is it mine?
Look, is it mine in the morning?
Gotta let me know sometime (Gotta let me know)
Is it mine when you greedy?
Baby, don’t waste my time
Whose is it? Oh, whose is it? Is it mine?
Mustard on the beat, hoe
Is it mine? Whose is it? Whose is it?
And if we do this one time, it’s for both of us
If you keep it 100, no chain gang bang
Is it mine when I want it?
[Outro: Ty Dolla $ign & RJmrLA]
[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign & (RJmrLA)]
[Verse 2: RJmrLA]
Baby, let me show you what I’m blessed with
Babe, let me know what’s on your mind, we can both save time
I ain’t tryna press it
Huh, whose is it? Is it mine? Whose is it? Whose is it?) (Whose is it?
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
I don’t wanna waste no time, when I bang your line
See if anybody else got in it, I’m in it
Is it mine when I want it?
Chin to your knees, got you pimped off your pedigree
And then you wonder where we go, go next, on set, on the set
[Verse 1: RJmrLA]
Let me know what’s on your mind (On your mind)
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
Tell me how you want it
Tell me how you want it (Tell me how you want it)
You know that I want it (You know that I want it)
Games
Baby, do you hear? Don’t believe, I’m your friend, not an enemy
Started off at home, happy I dressed it
Hit when you high or when you sober
(Is it mine ’cause I need it) Is it mine when you greedy?

RJmrLA – Hennebeeto (Mrla Album)

I’m off the hennebeeto

I want my own phase but you still can get jumped
[Chorus: RJ]
They Henny got me faded, all these chains bring commitment
If hennebeeto what it is, then fuck it, it’s lit
Gotta get courageous, take a risk, go scramble
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
Flyest niggas walkin’ through the door
Louis V sandals, pour me up mando
I’m in the the club in the A, we the drum in the K
We just flood out the bank, throwing dubbs celebrating
[Verse 3: RJ]
Couldn’t tell ya, Verbatim exactly how we did it
[??] bottles, they like charizo
Jesus, if you turn, I left my thing in a closet
Independence, ain’t no hating my premises
That’s why I keep thirty on this bitch like rambo
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
The whip skurt off on ’em, ain’t no hoes here, nigga
New York, the bodega where you get your party favors
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
Tryna make a billion before I go (Before I go)
And the amigos gon’ keep it unless you handle your candle
Yo,Man, man them hoes ain’t ’bout nothin’ (‘Bout nothin’ eyy)
[Interlude]
Man: Now, I’ve done seen you starin in my glass, you tryna hit this hennebeeto or what?
Man them niggas ain’t nothin’, man these bitches ain’t nothin’ (Eyy)
[Outro: RJ]
Man them niggas ain’t nothin’, man these bitches ain’t nothin’ (Eyy)
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)

Hop out at the liquor store, down south the corner store
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
in these Bathing Apes stars Mr L.A.
Grab it, cock it, protect the deposit
Jumping off stage, they can’t wait to meet us

[Intro: RJ]
No, I got my plug on the way while you running in place
[Chorus: RJ]
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
I ain’t scared to spend it, fuck a image just to show our language

Swish

[Bridge: RJ]
A lil’ champagne with a Hennessy touch

Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
[Verse 2: ScHoolboy Q]
I ain’t trippin’ on blood or crip
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
Yo, Henny got me lurkin’ on the ‘gram (On the ‘gram)
[Post-Chorus: ScHoolboy Q]
[Chorus: RJ]
Shit, said you wanna be famous, get rich, come lambo
But every 90 days, the whole label swap cars

They don’t like it clean, they rather hennebeeto
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
Man, man them hoes ain’t ’bout nothin’ (‘Bout nothin’ eyy)
Niggas be hatin’ with the hurt they can’t channel
I told the plug to bring the pot for bitches who turn their nose up

I’m just running the play, I want for your home girl to finish
Strap on me plus I got the nose like a car payment
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)

Pressin’ out your bitch, turn the living room to a scandal
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
Jumpman on the J’s, having Japanese brunch
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
Inni-mini-mo, then drive and speedin’ (shit)
Larry making all the hits
[Verse 1: RJ]
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
She took a sip like what’s in it, shit
Yeah, I’m off the hennebeeto and a couple baddies out of Puerto Rico
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
Shit, I just bought a bottle for everybody up in my whole squad

Send me twenty bitches on the bull’ (On the bull’)
Crib got acres, the bank eight figures (shit)
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
Hennebeeto behind the counter by the Jack Daniels
Man: [??] with the Henessy mix,You ain’t’t from L.A.? If niggas be on it, niggas be lit
You on my nuts more than hoes, you the popo, nigga
I be off that hennebeeto, hennebeeto (I be off the Hennessy)
Add a little Hennessy touch, hit it with a little bit of Hennebeeto
Girl: What’s Hennebeeto?

RJmrLA – Nobody (Mrla Album)

Cold rich nigga seen both sides
I ain’t ever take no shit from nobody
I ain’t ever take no shit from nobody, nobody
[Refrain]
I ain’t ever take no shit from nobody
[Refrain]
I ain’t finna take no shit from nobody, nobody
Make em come alive where them dead guys go
Nobody, nobody
Ain’t gotta see her face but I know her body, nobody
I ain’t finna take no shit from nobody, nobody

In a hot pool with a cold thottie
[Hook 1]
I ain’t ever take no shit from nobody, nobody
Been on that fake shit, no not me
[Verse 1]
Been on that fake shit no not me
Nobody
I ain’t ever take no shit from nobody

We just tryna reinvent it like a nose job
I can pay a grant with the cash I throw
Been on that fake shit no not me
I ain’t gotta take no shit from nobody
Cold rich nigga seen both sides
Just count a hundred gs then she know about me
I ain’t gotta take shit from nobody
[Intro]
Nobody
Still wearing clothes from the early 90s
Nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody, nobody

Tend to lose touch when you get around the globe
They be shading from the side but my squad don’t go
Ain’t gotta see her face but I know her body, nobody
I ain’t ever take no shit from nobody

Chain send chills to her whole body
Tell me one more time baby lemme let ’em know
Cold rich nigga seen both sides
[Hook 2]
In her face she a dime everybody I know
I ain’t finna take no shit from nobody, nobody
Hopping off flights with my whole possy
Know I keep it real
Momma said dont take no shit from nobody, nobody
I ain’t finna take no shit from nobody, nobody
Momma said don’t take no shit from nobody, nobody
We just tryna reinvent it like a nose job
Been on that fake shit no not me
She don’t like me then she lost like yee

We just tryna reinvent it like a nose job
I ain’t gotta take shit from nobody
Tryna keep up with everybody I know
Been on that fake shit, no not me
Ain’t gotta see her face but I know her body, nobody
Been on that fake shit no not me
Wear my Chuck Ts I been rocking all week
Nobody
[Outro]
[Verse 2]

I ain’t ever take no shit from nobody
Nobody
Releasing all my hair let it fall up on the floor