Kap G, Rich Kidz - Age Aint Nun lyrics
[Kap G, Rich Kidz - Age Aint Nun lyrics]
Skateboard, yeah age ain't nothin'
Wassup can I get your name
Can I get your number girl I'm just saying
I know u kinda older, but baby who cares
Just gimme a chance
Age ain't nun but a number
(21, 19, 18) Age ain't nun but a number
(17, 16, 15) And I'll show you all
The finer things in life
Alarmed by my presence i''m just
Tryna get to know ya
Girl you failed to believe that I'm
Bout cash oh lemme show ya
I ain't leavin here without you I
Got all the time to spare
So while we here pull up a chair
And drink some drinks here and there
You can have it all
If you want it you can get it
(Gucci, Louis V, Prada)
Just gimme a chance I guarantee
You won't regret it
Why settle for less when baby
You can have more
I'm tired of the games and
I'm far from immature so
Wassup can I get your name
Can I get your number girl I'm just saying
I know u kinda older, but baby who cares
Just gimme a chance
Age ain't nun but a number
(21, 19, 18) Age ain't nun but a number
(17, 16, 15) And I'll show you all
The finer things in life
I couldn't help but notice how you
Keeps dem fellas so obsessed
But I ain't finna chase you girl so
Tell me why you tryna flex
Girl I got money I can give you whatever
Just don't take it personal but
You can do better
Man, can I say you rocking that True Religion
But I ain't got all day
So u need to make a decision
Girl I'm Young JB I been had this sack
So once I leave the scene
Don't expect me to come back
Woah, age ain't nun but a number
And Imma rich kid and my
Bank account got commas
Strong yeah I'm blowing
Presidential like Obama
Coolin wit Lil' G we gon'
Be ballin' all summer i smashed, smashed
Them groupies ride in packs
I'm on blitz mode so u know I gotta sack
I like that apple bottom so you know iMac
I rack my money up like
Ben Frank on the track (leggo)
Wassup can I get your name
Can I get your number girl im just saying
I know u kinda older, but baby who cares
Just gimme a chance
Age ain't nun but a number
(21, 19, 18) Age ain't nun but a number
(17, 16, 15) And I'll show you all
The finer things in life
From murder weapons you already a killer
Plus I'm 16 she tryna R Kelly a nigga
I ain't trippin cuz I am or
Say I am because I will
But I will because I am
These grown women are fast (too slow)
This is how it adds up better get ya cash up
Presidents are running and
Money's never lasting
Baby please don't ask them let's
Get straight to action
Cut, next scene, I'm smashing, I'm smashing
Wassup can I get your name
Can I get your number girl I'm just saying
I know u kinda older, but baby who cares
Just gimme a chance
Age ain't nun but a number
(21, 19, 18) Age ain't nun but a number
(17, 16, 15) And I'll show you all
The finer things in life
Wassup can I get your name
Can I get your number girl I'm just saying
I know u kinda older, but baby who cares
Just gimme a chance
Age ain't nun but a number
(21, 19, 18) Age ain't nun but a number
(17, 16, 15) And I'll show you all
The finer things in life
Alarmed by my presence i''m just
Tryna get to know ya
Girl you failed to believe that I'm
Bout cash oh lemme show ya
I ain't leavin here without you I
Got all the time to spare
So while we here pull up a chair
And drink some drinks here and there
You can have it all
If you want it you can get it
(Gucci, Louis V, Prada)
Just gimme a chance I guarantee
You won't regret it
Why settle for less when baby
You can have more
I'm tired of the games and
I'm far from immature so
Wassup can I get your name
Can I get your number girl I'm just saying
I know u kinda older, but baby who cares
Just gimme a chance
Age ain't nun but a number
(21, 19, 18) Age ain't nun but a number
(17, 16, 15) And I'll show you all
The finer things in life
I couldn't help but notice how you
Keeps dem fellas so obsessed
But I ain't finna chase you girl so
Tell me why you tryna flex
Girl I got money I can give you whatever
Just don't take it personal but
You can do better
Man, can I say you rocking that True Religion
But I ain't got all day
So u need to make a decision
Girl I'm Young JB I been had this sack
So once I leave the scene
Don't expect me to come back
Woah, age ain't nun but a number
And Imma rich kid and my
Bank account got commas
Strong yeah I'm blowing
Presidential like Obama
Coolin wit Lil' G we gon'
Be ballin' all summer i smashed, smashed
Them groupies ride in packs
I'm on blitz mode so u know I gotta sack
I like that apple bottom so you know iMac
I rack my money up like
Ben Frank on the track (leggo)
Wassup can I get your name
Can I get your number girl im just saying
I know u kinda older, but baby who cares
Just gimme a chance
Age ain't nun but a number
(21, 19, 18) Age ain't nun but a number
(17, 16, 15) And I'll show you all
The finer things in life
From murder weapons you already a killer
Plus I'm 16 she tryna R Kelly a nigga
I ain't trippin cuz I am or
Say I am because I will
But I will because I am
These grown women are fast (too slow)
This is how it adds up better get ya cash up
Presidents are running and
Money's never lasting
Baby please don't ask them let's
Get straight to action
Cut, next scene, I'm smashing, I'm smashing
Wassup can I get your name
Can I get your number girl I'm just saying
I know u kinda older, but baby who cares
Just gimme a chance
Age ain't nun but a number
(21, 19, 18) Age ain't nun but a number
(17, 16, 15) And I'll show you all
The finer things in life