Lyrics No Vaseline (Bonus Track) - 47shawnn

She was fucked by a dope fein,
I pour the Luna in the Codeine
I Mix the wocky with Casa
Yeah I don't think
Man If You ain't treated like a king, get ya ass up and leave
Cause she ain't kneeling to ya feet
A bitch ain't shit, but a trick
That's trynna hit a lick,
Girl don't call me for dick
You Ugly ass hoes, get back shots
I call em, "Snapshots"
I'll hit her once like a jackpot
Throw the bitch to the gang
Cause we'll never hang
Bitch, I ain't trynna see a thang
You thinking that she yours cause she using ya slang?
She at the club with her friends, still shakin' her thang
I think I kinda like her
I Shot my shot, like a sniper
She stole my heart, just like a nigga do a lighter
I say that I'm a lover not a fighter
That's why I got the 12 gauge pump
It'll strike, like a viper
I was broke doing rich shit,
I don't miss it, I got a bag and I flipped it
I got a pint, yeah you know I gotta sip shit
Cause Old me, still would've had his wrist slit
Nah I been the type to give up, but you could still get hit up
Drum mag, making sure a he lit up
Fat pockets on me, "Ouu kill 'em"
Shawty ridin' the opps, now she gotta die with em'

(Can we run that back)

Ain't no spinning back for me
Heard ya block dry, think it needed Vaseline
Come get ya bitch back, ain't no getting back from me
If you want her, you can have her
Get her
After me
Man it was late night chillin'
But the tension wasn't building
I said, "I love you"
But really I was kidding
I ain't gotta mean a damn thing
Cause when it come to broke hoes
I'll never give the bitch a damn ring
When these hoes want Prada,
You take they ass to the block,
And tell they ass to make a dolla'
Man pimpin' ain't shit to me,
Cause I can have plenty hoes, and still be a mystery
She in her close friends dissing me
Telling y'all, "fuck me"
But my shawty really missing me
Nah, I ain't toxic, but I love her
But really it was fuck her
Talk to her, I'll kill a mothafucka'