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" Don't Lie "



Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie (Trendsetter, if it don't make dollars, it don't make sense)

Women lie, men lie, numbers don't lie (DJ Drama, Gangsta)

Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie (Chris Breezy, it's the reason why we in our zone)

Say what you want, but the pockets don't lie (Numbers don't lie, Gangsta Grillz)

Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie

Women lie, men lie, numbers don't lie (Shout-out LAD, La the Dark)

Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie (Willie the Kid)

Say what you want, but the pockets don't lie (D Tweezy, Trendsetter)

Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie

Women lie, men lie, numbers don't lie (Aphilliates, man, CMB)

Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie (Embassy)

Say what you want, but the pockets don't lie (Let's go)



(Hahaha)

Uh, okay, you know the name, so you know the drill

Ain't singin' candy rain, but I'm so for real

You know like high love, do you ever dream of

Candy-coated raindrops pourin' down high loves?

Ha, and I'm all about my gualas

Even though they say mo' money mo' problems

But I don't picture me goin' on no job hunt

Money pilin' up, now that's somethin' to be proud of

Ha, yeah, I'm killin' 'em, but it's not my fault

'Cause I've been on my grind, ha, Tony Hawk

And them rims is 28's, Marshall Faulk

My lyrics murderin' niggas, I need the white chalk



Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie

Women lie, men lie, numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie

Say what you want, but the pockets don't lie

Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie

Women lie, men lie, numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie

Say what you want, but the pockets don't lie



I'm off Patrón and hypnotic, this Gucci on my body

And I'm big-big pimpin' and dippin', Ka-Kawasaki

Got more kicks than karate, than your son Mr. Miyagi

I'm hotter than wasabi, bet-bet-better yet, Mojave

I'm all about my money so my cash never fold

They be like why you shittin' on 'em? 'Cause I'm a asshole

Everywhere I go, I be followed by six hoes

And my checks got a one, comma, followed by six O's

Women lie, men lie, go 'head, touch it

Money talk, if you ain't talkin' big bucks, hush it up

Duck 'cause I'm blowin' up

Pockets off that muscle milk, boy, they swole as fuck



Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie

Women lie, men lie, numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie

Say what you want, but the pockets don't lie

Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie

Women lie, men lie, numbers don't lie

Women lie, men lie, women lie, men lie

Say what you want, but the pockets don't lie

" So Cold "



Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy

Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy

Ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy

Ayy-ayy, ah-ah

Ayy-ayy, ah-ah-ah



Damn, I want my baby back

It's so cold without her

Cold without her, she's gone

Now I'm alone, no one to hold on

'Cause she was the only one

And I know I was dead wrong



But if you-u-u, if you-u-u

See her soo-oo-oon

Ask her will she forgive me, yeah



If you ever see her (Oh-oh-oh-oh), if you ever meet her (Oh-oh)

If you ever get a chance to sit down and talk to her (Whoa, oh)

Let her know it's so cold, it's so cold

It's so cold here without her

And tell her I miss her, tell her I need her

Tell her I want her, I really want her

To come back home, back to keep me warm

Tell her I'm sorry, I'm really sorry

Can you forgive me? Please forgive me

And come back home, keep me safe and warm



Whoa, oh

Damn, my baby's really gone

I don't know if she's coming home

My luck's up, I-I-I-I know

Tell me what to do to get her back, oh

Back where her heart belongs

Been gone from me too long



So if you-u-u, see my boo-oo-oo

Please can you-u-u

Can you tell her for me?



If you ever see her (Oh) if you ever meet her (Oh, yeah)

If you ever get a chance to sit down and talk to her

Let her know it's so cold (Let her know it's so cold), it's so cold (Let her know it's so cold)

It's so cold here without her

And tell her I miss her, tell her I need her

Tell her I want her, I really want her

To come back home, back to keep me warm

Tell her I'm sorry, I'm really sorry

Can you forgive me? Please forgive me

And come back home, keep me safe and warm (Yeah!)



All dem gyal across the world (Say what?)

You know you gotta be my girl (Hey, hey, hey, hey)

All dem gyal across the world (Chris Brown, let's go)

You know you gotta be my girl (Ladies)

All dem gyal across the world (Hey, hey, ayy-ayy)

You know you gotta be my girl (Hey, hey, hey, hey, ayy-ayy)

All dem gyal across the world (Ayy-ayy, ah-ah)

You know you gotta be my girl (Ayy-ayy, ah-ah-ah)



If you ever see her, if you ever meet her

If you ever get a chance to sit down and talk to her

Let her know it's so cold, it's so cold

It's so cold here without her

" Too Freaky "



Gangsta

Gangsta Grillz, Gangsta Grillz

We'll never stop

Yo, it's the Aphilliates, nigga

Pay attention



I got that long money, so is my ****

Change my Pamper, homie, 'cause I'm on that new shit (Huh)

M-My chain's stupid, hundred-fifty stacks

And the yacht looking something like a cruise ship

I got that long money, so is my ****

Change my Pamper, homie, 'cause I'm on that new shit (Huh)

I got that long money, so is my ****

Change my Pamper, homie, 'cause I'm on that new shit

M-My chain's stupid, hundred-fifty stacks

And the yacht looking something like a cruise ship

R-R-Roll with me, we could float away

And we can hop in the Jacuzzi full of Rosé

All that Ace of Spades, yeah, it cost a grip

Stunting on shorty, she a bad chick



I will take you down if you let me do it, do it

Girl, you can get all of me if you let me do it, do it, yeah (Gangsta Grillz)



Shorty, when I do my thing, I ain't gon' stop

Wanna hear my name when you on top

'Cause you know I'm too freaky (ay), too freaky (ay)

Girl, you know I'm too freaky, yeah (ay)

Girl, I put in work, lemme do my job

Call me "bang bang" 'cause I go so hard

Girl, you know I'm too freaky (ay), too freaky (ay)

Girl, you know I'm too freaky, yeah (ay)



Wait, babe, won't you come over and play, babe?

Bet you I can make that na-na sing

Have you in the kitchen licking your plate clean

All up on the counter

Lady, have you had it good lately?

I'ma give you what you need, right now

What you need now, what you need now

Now, now, what you need now, what you need, yeah



I will take you down if you let me do it, do it (Oh-ah, oh-ah, yeah)

Girl, you can get all of me if you let me do it (Yeah, yeah), do it, yeah (Yeah, yeah)



Shorty, when I do my thing, I ain't gon' stop (Oh, no)

Wanna hear my name when you on top (No)

'Cause you know I'm too freaky (ay), too freaky (ay)

Girl, you know I'm too freaky, yeah (ay)

Girl, I put in work, lemme do my job

Call me "bang bang" 'cause I go so hard

Girl, you know I'm too freaky (ay, ay), too freaky (ay, ay)

Girl, you know I'm too freaky, yeah (ay, ay, yeah)

Shorty, when I do my thing, I ain't gon' stop (Gangsta Grillz)

Wanna hear my name when you on top

'Cause you know I'm too freaky (ay), too freaky (ay)

Girl, you know I'm too freaky, yeah (ay)

Girl, I put in work, lemme do my job

Call me "bang bang" 'cause I go so hard

Girl, you know I'm too freaky (ay), too freaky (ay)

Girl, you know I'm too freaky, yeah (ay)



P.S., non-stop

" Nobody Has To Know "



The way that I'm feelin' for you, they don't haffi know (Baddest)

You're mine when you get in this room, but you act single (Sip it)

Nobody haffi know that you're my girl

Nobody haffi know, ayy



Mami, when you over this side, yeah

Tell me if you wanna get right, girl

Thinkin' to myself like I miss her, woah-oh

I can't sleep or get tired

I had to lace you in new VV's

Had to put you in them CC's

Every time you leave, I feel empty

No-woah, Goyard bag or Fendi



I might be trippin' but only

'Cause I know you're leavin' in the mornin'

One bottle, one cup and I pour it

It's wrong but it's right and I love it (Oh)



The way that I'm feelin' for you, they don't haffi know

You're mine when you get in this room, but you act single (Yeah)

Nobody haffi know (Know) that you're my girl (Baby)

Nobody haffi know, yeah

Oh, na-na-na

The way that I'm feelin' for you, they don't haffi know (Haffi know)

You're mine when you get in this room, but you act single (Ooh)

Nobody haffi know (They ain't gotta that) that you're my girl

Nobody haffi know (They ain't gotta that) know that, yeah



Nobody haffi know 'bout me and you ah fuck

Girl, you know what's up, oh, yeah (Nobody)

It's always a movie when mi pull up

Hennessy up in my cup, oh, yeah

Time after time, you pull up lowkey

'Cause you know they're nosey, gyal

Give me a dutty whine

Don't gotta worry about it 'cause I know you love me



I might be trippin' but only (Only)

I know you're leavin' in the mornin' (Oh, no-no)

One bottle, one cup and I pour it (Yeah)

It's wrong but it's right and I love it (Yeah, woah, oh)



The way that I'm feelin' for you, they don't haffi know (Oh)

You're mine when you get in this room, but you act single (Yeah)

Nobody haffi know (No, they don't have to know) that you're my girl (Baby)

Nobody haffi know, yeah

Oh, na-na-na

The way that I'm feelin' for you, they don't haffi know (Haffi know)

You're mine when you get in this room, but you act single (Hey)

Nobody haffi know (They ain't gotta that) that you're my girl

Nobody haffi know (They ain't gotta that) know that, yeah

" Kiss Kiss (Reggae Remix) "



Yo this is nappy boy radio live

With ya boy T-Pain

We love rap music

Listen, uh we got a caller on line one

Caller what's your problem:

Hello, I'm on the radio with T-Pain

(How's it going, yea)

It ain't going good

My girl ain't doing her things she used to do

And oh... I got just what you need

Brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain

You heard it hear first nappy boy radio

We love you



Hey

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)

That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)

In her mind she fantasize bout getting with me

They hating on me (hating on me)

They wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)

Because she mine, and so fine

And thick as can be



Hey

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)

That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)

In her mind she fantasize bout getting with me

They hating on me (hating on me)

They wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)

Because she mine, and so fine

And thick as can be



I'm a country boy from Tappahannock (aaooo)

VA is where I reside

So shawty understand it (aaooo)

And I know I just turned 18

And I get a little manish (aaooo)

And you see this bandanna hanging

That means I'm like a bandit

Like-like a bandit-bandit

(Aawwww, ruff)

I got paper girl (ruff)

The Lamborghini (ruff)

With the spider seats (ruff)

You neva seen it (aaooo)

So get it shawty

We parking lot pimping in my dome

And I know what you want



Hey

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)

That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)

In her mind she fantasize bout getting with me

They hating on me (hating on me)

They wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)

Because she mine, and so fine

And thick as can be



Hey

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)

That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)

In her mind she fantasize bout getting with me

They hating on me (hating on me)

They wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)

Because she mine, and so fine

And thick as can be



I'm the epitome of this demonstration

I got the remedy you feeling me

So why is you hating

At my anatomy?

It's bird like

Yeah you heard right

Girl I'm the king so that means I'm fly

(Awwwwwwwwwwwww ruff)



If you with it girl (ruff)

Get it poppin' (ruff)

Roll with me (ruff)

Ain't no stopping (ooooooooo)

So get it shawty

We parking lot pimping in my dome (yeah)

I know want you want



Hey

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)

That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)

In her mind she fantasize bout getting with me

They hating on me (hating on me)

They wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)

Because she mine, and so fine

And thick as can be



Hey

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)

That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)

In her mind she fantasize bout getting with me

They hating on me (hating on me)

They wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)

Because she mine, and so fine

And thick as can be



Shawty let me holla at you

You so hot-hot-hot-hot

You think I'd be holling

If you not-not-not-not

I'm king of the town

You can take a look around

Teddy Penderazzdown

Is in the spot-spot-spot-spot

(Yeah) I got money on me

(Yeah) got a kid no problem

(Yeah) you rolling shawty

(Yeah) let's hit mcdonalds

It's t.p. and c.b

I'm the nappy boy-ooh weee!



Hey

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)

That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)

In her mind she fantasize bout getting with me

They hating on me (hating on me)

They wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)

Because she mine, and so fine

And thick as can be



Hey

She want that lovey dovey (lovey dovey)

That kiss kiss (kiss kiss)

In her mind she fantasize bout getting with me

They hating on me (hating on me)

They wanna diss diss (kiss kiss)

Because she mine, and so fine

And thick as can be



T-Pain... Chris brown (yeaaaaaaah)



We are live back on nappy boy radio

This is your boy DJ T-Pain (yeaaaaaah)

I gotta get outta here man I just wanna leave (told ya it was gonna look like this)

But if you ain't got it by now then you just ain't getting it



Let's go

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