Roddy Ricch, Jamie Foxx - ​no way lyrics

Rodrick Wayne Moore, Jr.

[Roddy Ricch, Jamie Foxx - ​no way lyrics]

Can't trust that bitch, no way
No way, no way, no
Got a young nigga lit
I just turned twenty-two in Turks and Caicos
I got a little problem with
Tellin' the truth to her
She say I be too annoyin'
I put Chanel on the ho
I gotta buy her the whole damn Chanel store
Bussin' these fit's since a lil' boy

Ayy, mix the J's with the double C
You know what I mean? I'm in a daze
All of this cash got me feel
Like I'm in a dream you know I'm supreme
I got family ties like I'm
K-Dot and Baby Keem
I got bitches that know what I mean
Toot her up and I fuck on the ting
No way, no way, no way, no way
I ain't never go behind your back
I gotta stand tall and tell you to your face
And I hold it close when a nigga еmbracing
I don't ever gotta chase it
I don't еver gotta talk
Came from the pavement
I was always granny's favorite
Got too many Richard Milles to ever have
Time for a lil' bitty bitch
Got too many plugs in the streets to
Ever walk around without a stick
Got too many hoes that never have a
Lil' shorty on top of the dick
Got too many life expenses to
Ever stop popping my shit

Can't trust that bitch, no way
No way, no way, no
Got a young nigga lit
I just turned twenty-two in Turks and Caicos
I got a little problem with
Tellin' the truth to her
She say I be too annoyin'
I put Chanel on the ho
I gotta buy her the whole damn Chanel store
Bussin' these fit's since a lil' boy

Ayy, been bussin' these bitches
Since a lil' boy
I'm a big dog, ain't a lil' boy
I know you're hearin' me, lil' boy
But, you can't see me lil'–

Wockesha don't do me no justice, I need red
That bitch don't do me no justice
If she don't give head
That bitch don't do me no justice
If she don't find bread
I got niggas in the Bay that be
On the 49 with the motherfuckin' nine
I got niggas that's on the
Fort yard, went four times
On this fifth time
Ever seen snake turn to a rat like 6ix9ine?
Got a Rolls-Royce with the thick back
And I got a bitch, thick spine
Put a green beam on lil' Glock
Best believe I'ma get mine

Can't trust that bitch, no way
No way, no way, no
Got a young nigga lit
I just turned twenty-two in Turks and Caicos
I got a little problem with
Tellin' the truth to her
She say I be too annoyin'
I put Chanel on the ho
I gotta buy her the whole damn Chanel store
Bussin' these fit's since a lil' boy

Ayy, been bussin' these bitches
Since a lil' boy
I'm a big dog, ain't a lil' boy
I know you're hearin' me, lil' boy
But, you can't see me lil'–

Roddy, what up, baby? It's J foxx
You killin' 'em, man ayy, listen, now
I know this album is called LIVE LIFE FAST
But, you know what I'm seein'?
I don't think these young cats out here
Really know how to slow it down
You know like-like-like me and Ye did
It back in the day
I mean, I don't think these motherfuckers
Know about Marvin Gaye, Luther Vandross
Or-or-or little Anita
So, right here, Roddy, I think you should
Do is slow that shit down, man
And set this motherfucker off right

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