Lyrics Never Dat! - Kay P , BABY SHIVA

My drip Ludacris, I walk through, I'm like, "move" (Bitch)
You see that boy coming, move the fuck out my way
Make room for the realest nigga in the room
You a cartoon nigga, you a fucking Looney Tune
I'm a gorilla in the zoo and you'se a fucking baboon
I'ma nut on yo bitch face and make it look like Splatoon
Pop me a bean and I'm off to the moon
You can call me Cuzco how I get in my new groove
She ain't like her titties, fuck it, get her new boobs
We went to Miami just to meet Dr. Miami
She told she want a nose job to look cute giving blow jobs
And I know she hurting but I'm still gon' fuck her post-op
Pull off, I'm like, "Yeehaw!" because these horses don't stop
This shit foreign, it keep going, it keep going
Look at my wrist, it keep snowing, it keep snowing, it keep snowing
Man look at my kicks,
These ain't Converse they them high top Ricky Owens
You can't afford it, you can't even buy them
It's no offense to you, but all my shit high-end
I don't need a stylist, you ain't got style
Run a check like a mile, I could buy a whole aisle (God damn)
Look at my drip (Look at me bitch)
Baby you like that shit (I know)
I take a sip, got lean, got sprite and shit
The drugs got me lit, damn I'm high as shit
I can't turn down, never dat, never dat, never dat
I might fuck around and fuck your bitch, just cause I knew I could
In the crib, 100 acres this the wish a nigga woods
Don't run up here lil nigga, you gon' get stopped at the gate
You want to rob me but that choppa make him hit the harlem shake
I'm like okay, got hoes in bay, I got hoes in LA
Yo hoe want to stay, we gon' film a tape
I'm fucking that bitch, I don't give her a break
Tony the Tiger, cause I'm feeling great
Bust down the bezel, look like Frosted Flakes
Killing these niggas, I'm beating the case
Shiva assassinate, nobody safe
I cannot trust you, I know you a snake
What you got on, I know that it's fake
Fendi the hoodie and Louis the waist
Gucci my bag, how much you pay?
You don't look good in it, it's just a waste
I ain't have shit, bitch I came from the mud
But I got gifts from the Heavens above
Ice on me sick, like I got the suds
Try and run up, hold the pump, Elmer Fudd
Oh shit, the beat went off?