Paroles et traduction Eric Reprid - No Way!

No Way!

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
She asked me, "Riddy, do you love me?"
I said

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
She asked me, "Riddy, do you love me?"
I said
"No!"
No
No
No way, hoe
I can't never love no thot
I want too many hoes
Put it on my mama and my set
I'm finna count these O's
And I think my pistol might be gay
Cause I know that bitch gon' blow
Woah
Woah
Where'd yo brains go?
Tryna get that picture with me
Better catch my angles

Catch my angles
Bitch, these diamonds dancin' on me like they tango
Ain't a singlе place out here that Riddy can't go
Fuckin' on that hoе and you know that shorty thankful (yeah)
I got hoes
Switch 'em out like switchin' clothes (uh)
You should know, I don't really care 'bout X and O's (uh)
In the home baby, let me come and go (yeah)
Play these hoes, treat her like a pick and roll (yeah)
Baby bussin'
Hit that bitch like it ain't nothin' (huh, yeah)
Ten on me, I pass a bitch right to my cousin (uh, yeah)
Smoke 'em like a roach, if these boys is buggin' (huh, yeah)
I'm ballin' on these hoes, like I'm Andre Drummond (Woo, wait)
Where'd I go? (huh, yeah)
Countin' cash! (huh, yeah)
Gettin' rich! (uh, uh)
You gettin' sad! (uh, uh)
I got a blonde bitch
She call me dad (wait, wait)
Wait that was yo bitch?
That's not my bad

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
She asked me, "Riddy, do you love me?"
I said
"No!"
No
No
No way, hoe
I can't never love no thot
I want too many hoes
Put it on my mama and my set
I'm finna count these O's
And I think my pistol might be gay
Cause I know that bitch gon' blow
Woah
Woah
Where'd yo brains go?
Tryna get that picture with me
Better catch my angles

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
She asked me, "Riddy, do you love me?"
I said
"No!"

No Way!

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
She asked me, "Riddy, do you love me?"
I said

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
She asked me, "Riddy, do you love me?"
I said
"No!"
No
No
No way, hoe
I can't never love no thot
I want too many hoes
Put it on my mama and my set
I'm finna count these O's
And I think my pistol might be gay
Cause I know that bitch gon' blow
Woah
Woah
Where'd yo brains go?
Tryna get that picture with me
Better catch my angles

Catch my angles
Bitch, these diamonds dancin' on me like they tango
Ain't a singlе place out here that Riddy can't go
Fuckin' on that hoе and you know that shorty thankful (yeah)
I got hoes
Switch 'em out like switchin' clothes (uh)
You should know, I don't really care 'bout X and O's (uh)
In the home baby, let me come and go (yeah)
Play these hoes, treat her like a pick and roll (yeah)
Baby bussin'
Hit that bitch like it ain't nothin' (huh, yeah)
Ten on me, I pass a bitch right to my cousin (uh, yeah)
Smoke 'em like a roach, if these boys is buggin' (huh, yeah)
I'm ballin' on these hoes, like I'm Andre Drummond (Woo, wait)
Where'd I go? (huh, yeah)
Countin' cash! (huh, yeah)
Gettin' rich! (uh, uh)
You gettin' sad! (uh, uh)
I got a blonde bitch
She call me dad (wait, wait)
Wait that was yo bitch?
That's not my bad

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
She asked me, "Riddy, do you love me?"
I said
"No!"
No
No
No way, hoe
I can't never love no thot
I want too many hoes
Put it on my mama and my set
I'm finna count these O's
And I think my pistol might be gay
Cause I know that bitch gon' blow
Woah
Woah
Where'd yo brains go?
Tryna get that picture with me
Better catch my angles

Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
She asked me, "Riddy, do you love me?"
I said
"No!"