Berner, Cam’ron, Sen City - Not Yours lyrics
Cam'ron [Cam'ron Giles] Manhattan, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Berner, Cam’ron, Sen City - Not Yours lyrics]
She's not yours, nope
When it come to women, I
Want all y'all, small, tall
Light skin, dark skin, long hair, short
Hair, I don't give a fuck, yo
I dialled a honey, straight out the call log
Dick in the mouth
One nut's in the hand, god damn
Baby girl a ball hog yeah she a good heifer
Every nigga in the hood had her
She got on her knees, turned to a woodpecker
LeBron couldn't handle it
He fell in love with her hands and lips
We try to tell her she not the one
He look like he ain't understand that shit
We told 'em chill
You should read a manuscript
She said he got it, she got a new management
We laugh so hard, it was hurting my ribs
The funny thing is shit
Honey was back in my crib
Listen, she's not yours she's not yours
She's not yours she's not yours
She's not yours she's not yours
She's not yours she's not yours
Girls like you get money
Come take a walk with me honey
The way my chain dance in
The light when it's sunny
Up all night on a hype with a bunny
Girls like you like cocaine and molly too
I'm on 3 Xans I can hardly move
She like ball players, she a prostitute
I recopped then I off a few
Shoebox keep lots of loot, I love life
Got lots to lose
She's a lost soul, she's not for you
She talk good game but it's not the truth
Yeah when I pull up in that new thang
S5 53 bitches from the blue flame
Yeah man, your girl worse than that
She's outta town for a check bitch
I'm just tryna keep it 100
She get around, tell me why you still loving
She's not yours she's not yours
She's not yours she's not yours
She's not yours she's not yours
She's not yours she's not yours
When it come to women, I
Want all y'all, small, tall
Light skin, dark skin, long hair, short
Hair, I don't give a fuck, yo
I dialled a honey, straight out the call log
Dick in the mouth
One nut's in the hand, god damn
Baby girl a ball hog yeah she a good heifer
Every nigga in the hood had her
She got on her knees, turned to a woodpecker
LeBron couldn't handle it
He fell in love with her hands and lips
We try to tell her she not the one
He look like he ain't understand that shit
We told 'em chill
You should read a manuscript
She said he got it, she got a new management
We laugh so hard, it was hurting my ribs
The funny thing is shit
Honey was back in my crib
Listen, she's not yours she's not yours
She's not yours she's not yours
She's not yours she's not yours
She's not yours she's not yours
Girls like you get money
Come take a walk with me honey
The way my chain dance in
The light when it's sunny
Up all night on a hype with a bunny
Girls like you like cocaine and molly too
I'm on 3 Xans I can hardly move
She like ball players, she a prostitute
I recopped then I off a few
Shoebox keep lots of loot, I love life
Got lots to lose
She's a lost soul, she's not for you
She talk good game but it's not the truth
Yeah when I pull up in that new thang
S5 53 bitches from the blue flame
Yeah man, your girl worse than that
She's outta town for a check bitch
I'm just tryna keep it 100
She get around, tell me why you still loving
She's not yours she's not yours
She's not yours she's not yours
She's not yours she's not yours
She's not yours she's not yours