Young Nudy - 2Face lyrics

Young Nudy [Quantavious Tavario Thomas] Atlanta, Georgia.U.S.

[Young Nudy - 2Face lyrics]

I'm leanin', so you need to be leanin'
Yeah we all drank, nigga
Smoke one, big toast, nigga, big
Smoke, fuck an opp, killer
(COUPE) uh, uh, okay, uh

Smokin' grabba, no leaf (yeah)
And my gas not cheap (Uh, uh)
Ridin' with a lil' freak (Yes, sir)
She wan' suck me to sleep (Ooh-wee)
While I beat to the beat (Uh, huh)
Know I'm ridin' and I'm
Higher than a motherfucker
Know I'm sippin' on drank now (yeah)
And I poured me a whole damn
Deuce out the motherfuckin' pint (Pint)
And my pockets crispy, blue cheese
Got this shit out the bank (The bank)
All this money on me make
A bitch ass wanna faint (Woo)



She gon' put me on a lick
'cause she know I'm that nigga (yeah)
I'll put this pistol on 'em
Make 'em strip somethin' back in the day
That was the way that I made somethin'
(yeah) if they pay me money
I might blaze somethin', okay
Roll up a Swisher, RIP my nigga
(RIP my nigga)
Gotta pour one out for all my niggas
RIP my nigga
Tombo, that's my nigga, Dell, Lil Terry
That's my nigga
Stesso, Chicken, man, RIP my nigga
All my fuckin' killers free my nigga
(yeah) , free Turk, he's a real nigga (yeah)
Peaced up with a real nigga
(yeah) , Yo kept it real, nigga (Uh, huh)

Slime (Uh, uh) okay (Uh)

Smokin' grabba, no leaf (yeah)
And my gas not cheap (Uh, uh)
Ridin' with a lil' freak (Yes, sir)
She wan' suck me to sleep (Ooh-wee)
While I beat to the beat (Uh, huh)
Know I'm ridin' and I'm
Higher than a motherfucker
Know I'm sippin' on drank now (yeah)
And I poured me a whole damn
Deuce out the motherfuckin' pint (Pint)
And my pockets crispy, blue cheese
Got this shit out the bank (The bank)
All this money on me make
A bitch ass wanna faint (Woo)

I'm No Limit 'cause I'm doin'
What a nigga can't
Swervo spent a whole ticket
Just on sippin' drank (I did)
Ever smelt a real brick? Boy
Them bitches stink rolls truck
Lam' truck make them bitches faint (Skrrt)
I miss bein' in the street
'cause rap a dirty game
('Cause rap a dirty game)
Want wars, we was clappin', I got sturdy aim
Foenem act like hurricanes
They got dirty names
We was blowin' thirty-twos 'til
Them thirties came (Thirties came)
Focused on a hundred mil'
Tryna change lanes
I run through a hundred bills tryna maintain
(Just tryna maintain)
In the booth and doin' drills
Feel like the same thing (Same thing)
I couldn't see that rainbow
Until the rain came (Rain came) , ayy, slime

Yeah, uh (Okay) , uh

Smokin' grabba, no leaf (yeah)
And my gas not cheap (Uh, uh)
Ridin' with a lil' freak (Yes, sir)
She wan' suck me to sleep (Ooh-wee)
While I beat to the beat (Uh, huh)
Know I'm ridin' and I'm
Higher than a motherfucker
Know I'm sippin' on drank now (yeah)
And I poured me a whole damn
Deuce out the motherfuckin' pint (Pint)
And my pockets crispy, blue cheese
Got this shit out the bank (The bank)
All this money on me make
A bitch ass wanna faint (Woo)

Okay, make a bitch beg, nigga, please
Make this bitch beg for the cheese
Make that bitch beg for the blunt
Bitch wanna hit nigga weed
Know I'm a dog, you know I got fleas
I stay in the jungle, hangin' in the trees
The stick that I hold, it knock down leaves
I'm on the Xan' like Tarzan, bitch
Move through the bars when I'm in the 6
(yeah)
Nigga tryna get me locked in this bitch
Move like a gangster
You ain't stoppin' this shit
Move like a wanksta, you pussy
You ain't no gangster, you pussy
You and your homies, they pussy
You got your chain took, you pussy
None of my niggas ain't pussy
I can't even hang with no pussy
I just like fuckin' on pussy
I got a Glock for you, pussy
Make a nigga red as period, pussy
Make a bitch set you up, call that Siri
Pussy in the club, know we serious-lookin'
Like I'm the shit
Catch him out, fuck nigga murked
Red light, nigga, dirt
Shump, nigga, do the worst
Pull up hoppin' out a vert
Used to bustin' niggas and skeet-skrrt
All-black t-shirt, that how we work
All that we work, that ain't work
Send one man, he do the worst (yeah)
And all my niggas some killers, berserk
We do shit big people ain't heard of
Know we like sex, money, murder
Thuggin' 'til them folks won't let up
Throw my shit up, I won't let up
Tell my opps I got 'em wet up
I be gettin' niggas poppin' right now
I ain't stuntin' no next up
Get some money, go get ketchup
Stuck on mustard, need to hustle
I got blue cheese, I got salad
And I got karats, they can't have it
Pop my shit, now what's up, doc?
Daffy don't hang on my block
Servin', trappin' on my block
One-stop shop, come buy a block

(You crazy, boy)

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