paroles de chanson NO Hook - Erica Banks

He sell it, I buy it- that′s service
I'm shittin′ and stuntin' on bitches on purpose
If he ain't got money, he know that I′m curbin′
You takin' me out, that don′t mean you deserve it
I'm thumbin′ through fifties, u thumbin' through ones
My shooters be wit′ me, they pull up wit' guns
You do it for clout but I do it for fun
He bustin' it down & he tell me "don′t run"
Niggas be flexin′ & niggas be campin' a lot
Callin′ my phone when I'm back at the spot
We smokin′, we pull up and jackin' the box
Ain′t rappin' for free so I'm textin′ a thot
I do it so well and I do it so better
The hoe gon′ finesse if you dumb and you let her
I'm throwin′ this money, I'm changin′ the weather
She talkin' that shit but she broke, I don′t sweat her
You cuffin' and fuckin' and freakin′ the bitch
′B' made the beat so I′m eatin' the bitch
They pull out they schemin′ and sneakin' a pic
Ain′t no competition I'm beatin' the bitch
I roll up the reefer, I′m chiefin′
I do not do drama with hoes ain't no beefin′
Yo' nigga been callin′- he comin' this weekend
He pressin′ me, textin', he say that he feenin'
Bitches be livid and bitches be salty
They talkin that shit but they neva′ do call me
They callin′ they friend and tell her they saw me
But neva' say nothin′ in person- You sorry!
I'm talkin′ my shit, ain't nobody gon′ whoop me
They want me to come so I told em' to book me
I do it fo' real- i′m a vet, you a rookie
I told him to take me, you know that he took me
Somebody gon′ sign me and gimme' a deal
The hardest in Dallas- just keeping it real
Ain′t knockin' nobody but keep it ′a hunnit'(100)
I′m doin' it betta, so really, I run it
Quit runnin' yo′ mouth if you know you ain′t bout' it
Say you gon′ do this and that, but I doubt it
Flip it and stack it and pass it- I count it
He all in my stomach, he soaking, he drowning
I love what I do and he love me a lot
He packin' the forty, he packin′ the Glock
He pull up at 8 and we pull off the lot
He trappin' tonight and it′s hid in his sock
I ride by myself and get high by myself
I do shit solo, I die by myself
I do not do bitches, don't hang wit' no snitches
I rather be left- I can lie by myself
You bitches is tweakin′, get on my nerves
The fuck out my way, you know that I come first
Gabbana my fragrance and Gucci my purse
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Snatch up a nigga- don′t care if it's hers
I do what I want and I′m doin' it daily
"Aye, hop on my song"
"Fa sho′, if you pay me"
Barely got friends cuz these bitches be shady
You stupid as fuck if you think you can play me
Mindin' my business, I′m mindin' my own
You all on my dick and you all on my phone
I'm tooted, I′m booted, I′m all in my zone
He treatin' me right but I′m treatin' him wrong
Any beat I get on, know that I kill it
Bobbin′ yo head cuz you like it, you feel it
Don't want no hook, I don′t need it, I'm chillin'
Dialin′ his number- I know that he willin′
I'm tryna get rich and take off like a jet
Gimme′ my money hoe, gimme' my check
Y′all are my children so give me respect
Hoes in my face cuz they know that I'm next
Lookin′ and watchin' and checkin' fa me
He wantin′ some mo′ so he beg on his knees
She tryna be my friend so she begging me "please"
I let the hoe go cuz she messy wit' ease
I do what I does if they lovin′ the bitch
Writin' and rappin′ I'm lovin′ the shit
I'm likin' them niggas who thuggin′ and shit
They chillin′ and stackin'- they clubbin′ and shit
I rap wit' no effort, this shit is so easy
Niggas be losin′ they minds tryna see me
I'm sippin′ on crown and I'm seein' in 3-D
Banks on the beat- now these hoes wanna be me