You got nothing! ya hear? because you got nothing! you got nothing!
You gets nothin’
Well i told the b#tch!
I rushed a b#tch the other night, being i’m a trooper
The b#tch called today, talking about come scoop her
She was jockin’, so i started to grin
Jumped into the bronze took her straight to the end
After ?, we drank a lot of, meanwhile i got her hotter and hotter
And know that the b#tch got sweaty and wet
She was saying how a n#gg# gotta forgive and forget
And when she told me, i must pay first
Yo i put a bankroll inside the b#tch purse
Dickin’ her down, she got no slack
But then, i made her come clean and took my sh#t back
That’s when the b#tch got mad
I said, “you can’t play deb, drugz or the mack dad
Don’t ya know getting f#cked isn’t nothing
If you want more than that, you gets nothin”
I be pushin the bronze with thirties and cuts
Roaming, getting jocked by a gang of sl#ts
Back before i had it, i was lounging at the mall
Rushing the ho, getting no play at all
Just because i was catching the bus
The b#tch said there was no hope for us
But now that i got a fresh automobile
That b#tch jumped on my dick for real
So i started f#ckin’ her, but after a while
She said it was her birthday and cracked a smile
I said, “b#tch, what you telling me for?
I don’t give a f#ck about your birthday or
None of that sh#t, getting f#cked is it nothing?
If you want more than that, you gets nothin”
On my way to strawberries, i was roaming
Looking evil like the motherf#ckin omen
Laid back in the pillow crust
Looking for a smoking #ss b#tch to rush
I saw something, that i said hello to
It ain’t a stage that a n#gg# had to go through
Cause the minute she saw when i came in
Situation didn’t need no gamin’
She became another b#tch to f#ck with
But not like some b#tch that i stuck with
Cause this b#tch, i had to strangle
She tried me, talking about buy her a bangle
I said, “b#tch, a f#ck isn’t nothing! if you want more than that
You gets nothin!”
I was ready for the club with the gucci links
A fresh silk suit and some loot to buy drinks
Rollin in the vert with the five star rims
Lounging, looking for the smoking slims
Believe me, i was smelling like??
I hit the club, and got a bottle of dom
Peeping out the scenery, i saw this ho
I went and rushed the b#tch with a smooth hello
Of course she was with it, so i took her to the ‘tel
f#ckin the b#tch till i was tired as hell
Once i got the p#ss#, that b#tch got bold
Asking me for sh#t, from money to gold
The b#tch wanted me to play santa claus
Because she let debonaire get in her drawers
I said, “b#tch, getting f#cked, is it nothing?
If you want more than that, you gets nothin!”
“i’d give her a righteous good f#ck!”
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