T-Pain, Detail, E-40 - Nuthin' lyrics

You niggas ain't nothin', nothin', nothin'
See me undercover
Fist pumpin' with your cousin
Pull up to the club
Let ya hear the speakers bump
Wit' a honey and a Hummer
Got her cummin' on my thumb
I am second to none, drummer steady drummin'
And I don't need keys
I'm just thumpin' on the button
Shawty want my love and she
Not thinkin' nothin' of it
So I told her, "get in line
" she can come and take a number
She lookin' at my pocket like
She gettin' something from me
And if she think she is
Then this bitch is really dumb and
I'm a boss, get lost, Maybach, Rick Ross
I'm lookin' for a chick wit' the
Ability to keep that booty jumpin'
Ya see what I got cookin'? Put
My meat up in that oven
And when it's all over
You can get ready for supper
They say that I'm a pornstar
Call me T-Pumper

What ya say? What ya say?
Yeah, got her shakin' that thing like it's
(Huh, Hell naw, Hell naw)
Said her ass so fat
She ain't even tryna tuck it
Got her suckin' and fuckin'
Like it's nothin', nothin', nothin'

Look at this motherfuckin' rug
That I'm cuttin'
These bitches act sidity but
These chickens steady cluckin'
Like it's nothin', nothin'
Nothin and they don't give a fuck if
I'm up in the Maserati or I'm duckin'
In a bucket and I love it
Big chain, Teddy P, T-Pain, that's me
I do my thang, twenty-eights, turnin' lane
They see me wit' a couple bad bitches
And they know I keep it truckin'
Bottle of that drink and
I'm feelin' kinda lucky
And if they playin' games
It's the deuces that I'm chuckin'
Cause they know why they came
They ain't fuckin'? Nigga, fuck 'em
In the butt, what's up? Damn right
You gon' let a nigga cut
Fo sho', yee ain't know? Teddy
Pain from the 8-5-0, pussy nigga ain't

What ya say? What ya say?
Yeah, got her shakin' that thing like it's
(Huh, Hell naw, Hell naw)
Said her ass so fat
She ain't even tryna tuck it
Got her suckin' and fuckin'-

She might be 19, but she ain't green
Her coochie get sticky and
Goopy like Vaseline (Uh)
But, I'm much growner, so I
Sick my son, Droop-E, on her
He knocked it out the park
Hit a homer all four quarters
Zip of broc' and a six pack of Corona
Damn fool, he a boss
Like his pops, ganged-up, hella cool
(Bitch) when I slide through the function
Kisses and huggin' hella alcohol and I ain't
Talkin' 'bout rubbin' squares mean muggin'
Cause we forward and they backwards
They got a 'N' on they chest for "nothin'"
I got a 'S' on my chest for "somethin'" (Uh)
So, what I told that square ass poodle?
(What you tell that money?)
"I'll spaghetti yo' noodle!" (Yo' noodle)
She off Ciroc and that Henny and that Landy
Got on pink panties lookin' like Nuvo
Bi-otch!

What ya say? What ya say?
Yeah, got her shakin' that thing like it's
(Huh, Hell naw, Hell naw)
Said her ass so fat
She ain't even tryna tuck it
Got her suckin' and fuckin'
Like it's nothin', nothin', nothin'
What ya say? What ya say?
Yeah, got her shakin' that thing like it's
(Huh, Hell naw, Hell naw)
Said her ass so fat
She ain't even tryna tuck it
Got her suckin' and fuckin'
Like it's nothin', nothin', nothin'