Nilla Allin - Like This paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Like This - Nilla Allin




You ain't never had a bad bitch and it shows
He just wanna lick me from my head to my toes
Known in my city, real soon round the globe
I been on my hustle since 7 years old
My feathers quick to ruffle, Louis and the duffle,
The type to get a nigga into trouble
I'm nothing like them bitches cus I'm on a different level
Oo I think they like me, they dig me like a shovel
You don't want no smoke, baby, you don't want no problems
Talkin all that shit, but when I come around, they silent
I like my niggas smart, little hood like Robin
Let him beat it up, but I don't condone violence
I know my ex dude living in his nightmare
Got a new nigga... he my hype-man
(Hands up, hands up)
Keep a bad bitch by my side like a nightstand
Do that little dance, make it clap like hot hands
He got hot pants! He a liar if he say he had me
Cus I ain't ever let no trash nigga bag me
I'm IT, like a bitch came and tagged me
Running through his mind all day, it's a track meet
All about the money, count it up like I'm a mathlete
Hair done, nails done, looking all fancy
Bottom of my shoes all red, like acne
Got the full package, but a nigga can't track me
Nigga can't stop me!
Keep my page public, all these hoes stalk me
Curry with the shot cus can't a bitch block me
Bitches wanna doubt me,
They gon be unhappy
Sleeping on the kid, I had to wake em from their nappy
And I don't fight with bums, I gotta keep it classy
Let me upgrade you.
Boy u need to get yo type up
So gon let a boss chick fuck ya life up!
You ain't never had a me
You ain't never ever had a me
You ain't ever have a real bitch put it on ya like this
Baby, you ain't never ever had a me
You aint ever have a real chick give it to ya
Like this, like that, like this
Like this, like that, like this
Like this, like that, like this
Baby like this
(Yeah)
Aye
And I got the type of shit that give a nigga tunnel vision
When I talk, he listen
He cooking in the kitchen
I got the type of shit that make a nigga real addicted
He bringing me roses, cus I love my crimson
Add a lil cream to it like coffee
Baby, I'm a magnet. Can't get him off me
Put some respect on my name
Baddest in the game
All them other chicks ain't in my lane
And if you ever got me then you lucked up
And baby if you ever lost me then you fucked up!
This that poison
Caution
Danger
My shit got power
Power- ranger
Nilla, she a beast
Ain't a nigga that can tame her
Got him going crazy, but I can't blame him
Cus you ain't never ever had a bitch like me
Baby that's a fact
He don't even know how to act
(Ha!)
You ain't never had a me
You ain't never ever had a me
You ain't ever have a real bitch put it on ya like this
Baby, you ain't never ever had a me
You ain't ever have a real chick give it to ya
Like this, like that, like this
Like this, like that, like this
Like this, like that, like this
Baby like this
(Yeah)



Writer(s): Brenae Wilkes


Nilla Allin - All In - EP
Album All In - EP
date de sortie
29-10-2020




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