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" Like I Done It Before "
Aye
Mo Money
Yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah
Like I done it before
Fuck on that bitch like I done it before
Fuck that lil bitch, you can have that lil hoe
I pop a Xan with some Dussé and coke
Like I done it before, she can't talk cause this dick in her throat
I'mma pour me four in the Fanta
I need me some more of that water, I jumped off the boat
Like I done it before, fuck on them bitches I done that before
Riding in Benzes I done that before
Hop out the Maybach and hop in the Ghost
Like I done it before, done it before
Like I done it before
Fuck on that bitch like I done it before
Fuck that lil bitch, you can have that lil hoe
I pop a Xan with some Dussé and coke
Like I done it before, she can't talk cause it's dick in her throat
I'mma pour me four in the Fanta
I need me some more of that water, I jumped off the boat
Like I done it before, fuck on them bitches I done that before
Riding in Benzes I done that before
Hop out the Maybach and hop in the Ghost
Like I done it before, done it before
Fuck up a check and put on in the vault
Forty five for the eagle, four deep in the regal
Pull up on a nigga he ain't even know
Like Macauley Culkin, have my lil one hit you while you Home Alone
Asking if I keep on fucking your bitch then if it's your bitch why she on my phone
Call her up and have a threesome I'mma fuck her 'til it's threesome
We could smoke a lil weed or some, I don't know if you could keep up
I don't sleep for nothing, I don't sleep for nothing
Gotta bunch of Zannies you should eat some
Got some good pussy I'mma eat something, gotta bunch of bitches I don't need a woman,
I'm a hoe, pop a Xannie then I pour, pop a seal now it's slow
Now a nigga never know, never let a nigga know
I be flexing on the low, still finessing on the low
Grab a bitch by her throat, fuck a bitch 'til she sleep
Fuck a bitch 'til she sleep, eat the pussy if it's fleek, get some head from a freak
Fuck a bitch make it leak, fuck a bitch gotta geek
Fuck a bitch make a tweet, nigga got some good D, aye
Like I done it before
Fuck on that bitch like I done it before
Fuck that lil bitch, you can have that lil hoe
I pop a Xan with some Dussé and coke
Like I done it before, she can't talk cause it's dick in her throat
I'mma pour me four in the Fanta
I need me some more of that water, I jumped off the boat
Like I done it before, fuck on them bitches i done that before
Riding in Benzes I done that before
Hop out the Maybach and hop in the Ghost
Like I done it before, done it before
Like I done it before, my niggas never bought a gun at the store
She sucking my dick like she done it before
Soon as I cum I don't want it no more
I'mma beast, Rolls Royce no lease, bad bitch no fleece
She picture perfect give her cheese, she just wanna bust a leak
Balmain on my jeans, for that pure I'm a fiend, I go crazy for codeine
She took a molly, took one for the team, I flooded my bitch and my bitch is supreme
Might just throw on some Bape and call it a day, we don't rock
We don't rock Gucci, rather do Stussy
You niggas look gay in Armani Exchange
Chopper hit you from long range, I grew up using Code names
I'mma do it for my last name, I'mma boss you should ask me
45 in the fast lane, screwed up like I'm Jay prince
Screws loose like I'm Raderic, if I did it before, I'll do it again
AOD we did it, Magic City did it, KOD we Did it, V-Live we did it, off in Onyx yeah I did it
Falling stars yeah I did it, splurge in follies
Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it
Like I done it before
Fuck on that bitch like I done it before
Fuck that lil bitch, you can have that lil hoe
I pop a Xan with some Dussé and coke
Like I done it before, she can't talk cause this dick in her throat
I'mma pour me four in the Fanta
I need me some more of that water, I jumped off the boat
Like I done it before, fuck on them bitches i done that before
Riding in Benzes I done that before
Hop out the Maybach and hop in the Ghost
Like I done it before, done it before
" Christmas Came Today "
(Oh) Oh
(Oh) Do you want me, girl?
(Oh)
Baby love, how you been doing?
Have you been naughty or nice, baby?
Tell me what are we doing? (Ow, ooh, ooh)
(Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba)
It's snowing, all this beautiful music (Just let it play, let it play)
And when I unwrap a present tonight
You gon' be the one (Oh, girl)
Listen to me now
I want you to
Do you want me, boy?
Take it off
Do you want me, boy?
Girl, just kiss me
Oh, baby
Under the mistletoe (DJ Babey Drew)
And we can both say, "Christmas came today"
And we both say, "Christmas came today"
Baby love, you know I'm hungry, yeah
Your bra and panties fit right
But girl, I just wanna taste your cookies (Oh, simply they won't hear a sound)
I'm like oh no, she come back like a yo yo
Girl, I don't make it rain, I make it snow-ow
Do you want me to start? You tell me no-o
Your love it so hard that the tree fell on the floor (Oh)
I want you to
Do you want me, boy? (Hey, yeah)
Take it off (Oh-oh)
Do you want me, boy? (Yeah, baby)
Girl, just kiss me
Oh, baby
Under the mistletoe
And we can both say, "Christmas came today"
(Hey, hey, listen to me now)
And we both say, "Christmas came today"
I want you to
Do you want me, boy?
Take it off
Do you want me, boy?
Girl, just kiss me
Oh, baby
Under the mistletoe (Babey Drew, turn it up)
" Kiss Kiss (Remix) "
Yo, this is Nappy Boy Radio live
With your 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? Yeah
It ain't going good, my girl ain't doing her things she used to do, at all
I got just what you need, brand new Chris Brown, T-Pain (Okay)
You heard it here first, Nappy Boy Radio, we, love, you
What them boys gon' do for me? Aw
She said she like my K-I-S-S-I-N-G, my swag, my walk, my I-c-e
You wonder why she missing me, cause I'm that man she wish you be
But you couldn't get it so forget it I'm a take her now
You promised her trips, you never took her, so I'm a take her now
I should take a bow, my performance in the bed might take a while
My personal is versatile, might start off slow then change my style
Picture this, me pulling up in that whip whip, she hop in and we dip dip to go kiss kiss
Where you from Chris?
I'm a country boy from Tappahannock (Ah-woo)
V.A. is where I reside, so shawty understand it (Ah-woo)
And I know I just turned eighteen and I get a little mannish (Ah-woo)
And you see this bandanna hangin'
That means I'm like a bandit, like, like a bandit, bandit (Ah, woo!)
I got paper, girl (Woo!)
The Lamborghini (Woo!)
With the spider seats (Woo!)
You never seen it (Ah, woo!)
So get it, shawty
We parkin' lot pimpin' in my donk
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, diss this
Because she mine and so fine, 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 this, diss this
Because she mine and so fine, whoa, thick as can be
I'm the epitome of this demonstration, I got the remedy
You feelin' me, so why is you hatin' on my anatomy?
It's bird-like, yeah, you heard right
Girl, I'm the king, so that means I'm fly (Ah, woo!)
If you with it, girl (Woo!)
Get it poppin' (Woo!)
Roll with me (Woo!)
Ain't no stoppin' (Ah, woo!)
So get it, shawty
We parkin' lot pimpin' in my donk
And I know what you want
Hey, she want that lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey
That kiss kiss, kiss kiss (Hey)
In her mind she fantasize 'bout (Hey), getting with me
They hating on me, hating on me (Yeah)
They wanna diss diss, diss this
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be (Thick as can be, yeah)
Hey, she want that lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey
That kiss kiss, kiss kiss
In her mind she fantasize 'bout getting with me, yeah
They hating on me, hating on me
They wanna diss this, diss this (Hey)
Because she mine and so fine, (Hey), thick as can be
Yeah girl they call me Mr. Hot Hot Hot Hot, and [?]
You leaving my drop drop drop drop from here
Girl looking at my rolli it's about that time
Grab that bottle of wine let's ditch this spot spot spot spot
(Yeah!) I got hella paper
(Yeah!) I got more than half
(Yeah!) Now I'm not filthy rich
(Yeah!) But I can use a bath
I gotta wait for the Autobots
I got paper like Optimus Prime
And it just might
Transform at any time
Hey, she want that lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey (Oh-oh)
That kiss kiss, kiss kiss
In her mind she fantasize 'bout (Oh, whoa), getting with me (Whoa)
They hating on me, hating on me
They wanna diss diss, diss this
Because she mine and so fine, so fine, thick as can be
Hey, she want that lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey (Girl)
That kiss kiss, kiss kiss (Yeah)
In her mind she fantasize 'bout getting with me, getting with me, shawty
They hating on me, hating on me
They wanna diss this, diss this
T-Pain, Chris Brown
Because she mine and so fine, thick as can be
Yeah, yeah
We are live back on Nappy Boy Radio (Oh, oh)
This is your boy DJ Pain (Yeah)
I gotta get outta here, man, I just wanna leave with
Told y'all I was gon' do it like this, ha
If you ain't got it by now (Yeah), then you just ain't getting it, yeah
Let's go, Nappy Boy (Ayy) and Pretty Boy (Ayy)
Nappy Boy (Ayy) and Pretty Boy (Ayy)
Boy, I say, Nappy Boy and Pretty Boy
Hit us up, man, (850) 321-8692
Nappy, Nappy, Nappy and Pretty Boy
(804) 698-5430, yeah
" Bunkin' "
Where my real bitches at?
One hunnid
Keep that shit one hunnid
One hunnid
Yeah, my bitch she bunkin' (Bunkin')
She went from nothin', now she somethin'
My bitch bunkin' (Bunkin')
She only clap that ass for me
My bitch bunkin' (My bitch bunkin')
I taught her how to whip a ki'
Now my trap jumpin' (Yeah, yeah)
She bring that dough to me how I want it (How I want it)
In fifties, hundreds, all that (All that)
Money is money, my nigga, even small stacks (It's real)
We on right now, so you may have to wait, my nigga (Wait, my nigga)
I throw that cash in the air, this shit feel great, my nigga (It feel great, my nigga)
I don't know if you know how it feel to ride down Sunset watchin' the sunset (Damn, bitch)
California, Los Angeles, nigga (That ain't your problem though)
What's happenin' though? Look
My bitch grind (My bitch grind)
My boo now know I'm thuggin', from the slums (I'm from the slums)
She know I'm in the streets, she hold my guns (She hold my uh)
Ain't seen my P.O. in weeks, fuckin' months (Fuckin' months)
Told her hold my spot, I'm on the run (Skrrt)
I got my motherfuckin' Js on, finna hit Arkansas
Get these Oxy's off
Come back to L.A., fight my case
Where I'm from it's bang or ball
Fuckin' bitches like yo' misses
Flip 'em like a case of rum (Yeah)
Back to to business, flippin' digits (Yeah, yeah)
Splittin' switches with my niggas (Yeah, yeah)
Came from nothin', from nothin' to somethin' (Yeah, yeah)
Know my struggle, my momma know I'm thuggin' (Uh, uh)
Comin' out the county jail, smell like bubbly
Yo' momma love it
Got your main bitch on my side on time, nigga
My bitch she bunkin' (Bunkin')
She went from nothin', now she somethin'
My bitch bunkin' (Bunkin')
She only clap that ass for me
My bitch bunkin' (My bitch bunkin')
I taught her how to whip a ki'
Now my trap jumpin' (Yeah, yeah)
She bring that dough to me how I want it (How I want it)
In fifties, hundreds, all that (All that)
Money is money, my nigga, even small stacks (It's real)
We on right now, so you may have to wait, my nigga (Wait, my nigga)
I throw that cash in the air, this shit feel great, my nigga (It feel great, my nigga)
Hey hey, now don't it feel great
When you ride through the hood where you known as Bill Gates? (I'm known as Bill Gates)
Yeah, with a super bad bitch in a drop Lamborghini
Make a homegirl hate
Just a trap nigga known to have a quarter-mill a day
Nigga, proof that sellin' drugs on the corner still pay
I make a hundred Gs, spend 40 on ki's
Put the rest away just in case I caught a real case (What?)
Yeah, and I ain't gon' stop
Teachin' you the shit that you ain't know 'bout
On my side when I rhyme, think it ain't no Glock
Stop cuffin' that bitch like she ain't no thot
Hey, racks on that ass, think it ain't gon' drop?
Even if not, but the brain on fire (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Nigga, 14 years I remain on fire
Men do, women too but the game don't lie
Hey, still up to the same old shit (Yep)
Bang on a pussy, nigga, they ain't no shit
Stop playin' with it pussy you know you don't want this
Shut the fuck down or your ass gon' get it, uh
In public, it's nothin'
I'm right back in my bunkin'
Ain't what you do, it's how you does it
And we does it, cousin
My bitch she bunkin' (Bunkin')
She went from nothin', now she somethin'
My bitch bunkin' (Bunkin')
She only clap that ass for me
My bitch bunkin' (My bitch bunkin')
I taught her how to whip a ki'
Now my trap jumpin' (Yeah, yeah)
She bring that dough to me how I want it (How I want it)
In fifties, hundreds, all that (All that)
Money is money, my nigga, even small stacks (It's real)
We on right now, so you may have to wait, my nigga (Wait, my nigga)
I throw that cash in the air, this shit feel great, my nigga (It feel great, my nigga)
Ah, make me harder, miss your daughter
She just wanna lay and party
Be my naughty girl in college
Fuck you all the time, I'm tired
Wake up on it, it's that
Early mornin', tap that wet wet (Woo)
You know a nigga love breakfast, I'ma bite that (Ha)
Got money in the mattress where I hide it at (Yeah)
She countin' all of that (Yeah), fuck all of them niggas
They don't know what to do with all that
As a matter fact, get on my lap
(Boaw, boaw, boaw, boaw)
Put you on the map take you out the trap
From a condo to a larger state
Got double gates
If I catch a case would you wait on me and build me up again?
If so
Yeah, my niggas thuggin' (Woo, yeah)
Poppin' rubber bands, money in my hands (Ha)
Double cup it with the Sprite, mix it with Xans (Yeah!)
We some zombies here tonight
Slow motion, your bitch choosin'
She say, "Don't they call you Breezy?" I told that bitch, "I'm coolin" (I'm coolin'!)
With a hunnid million dollars, got a hunnid on my chain
She got a million dollar body with a hunnid dollar brain (Yeah!)
Girl, your booty like a pumpkin (Like a pumpkin)
And my bitch, she be bunkin' (Yeah, yeah)
My bitch she bunkin' (Bunkin')
She went from nothin', now she somethin'
My bitch bunkin' (Bunkin')
She only clap that ass for me
My bitch bunkin' (My bitch bunkin')
I taught her how to whip a ki'
Now my trap jumpin' (Yeah, yeah)
She bring that dough to me how I want it (Ooh-ooh, how I want it)
In fifties, hundreds, all that (All that, all that, all that)
Money is money, my nigga, even small stacks (It's real)
We on right now, so you may have to wait, my nigga (Wait, my nigga)
I throw that cash in the air, this shit feel great, my nigga (It feel great, my nigga)
" Throw It Back "
Let me see you go
Let me see you go
Let me see you
20 thousand ain't nothing
Baby, you can get whatever you want from me
How you twerkin' on a Sunday?
Got a nigga wishin' I can be between your knees
All I think about is fuckin' (For real)
All these niggas think that you gon' be they fantasy (No)
And I ain't lyin', girl, I love it
Wherever you are is where I wanna be
Oh, girl
If you let me fuck tonight, baby
Oh, girl, no-no-no-no
We can do it
Baby, throw it back (Back), back on your boy (Oh)
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop
Baby, throw it back (Back), back (Back) on your boy (Oh)
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop (Ooh)
Baby, baby, baby, baby
'Cause that ass fat (Fat) and I love that (That)
Baby, shake it for me, you can make that ass clap (Ooh)
If I'm coming back, b-b-back, give me some more
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop
Oh, yeah
Uh, fuck up the bed, I go straight to third base
That pussy wet, she my little mermaid
Not just my tongue, I'ma use my whole face
Oh no (Yeah)
Huh, light up the blunt, sip a little Henny
Baby girl, you know that I'm ready (Ready)
Makin' sure that you don't forget me
No, oh
Oh, girl
If you let me fuck tonight, baby
And I'ma hit the right spot
Girl, you can call me when you need some more
Baby, throw it back (Back), back on your boy (Yeah, oh)
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop (Throw it back)
Baby, throw it back (Back), back (Back) on your boy
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop (Baby, I love what you do when you throw it back)
Baby, baby, baby, baby
'Cause that ass fat (Fat) and I love that (That)
Baby, shake it for me, you can make that ass clap (Ooh)
If I'm coming back, b-b-back, give me some more (Oh)
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop
Oh, yeah (Huh)
Rollin' on me, kissin' on me down low
And I'm freakin' you up
A little foreplay before we get down to business
Ha, take off your clothes
Make you feel good when you naked
Girl, your skin feels so smooth (Oh)
Put them titties on me
I won't be afraid
'Cause we grown enough (Grown enough)
We both in love (Both in love)
You know that pussy's for dada
Let me see you go
You know that you mean a lot
So let's get freaky 'cause I feel lucky
Baby, throw it back (Back), back on your boy (Throw that thing on me, yeah, yeah)
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop
Baby, throw it back (Back, back), back (Back, back) on your boy (Do it all night, oh)
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop
Baby, baby, baby, baby
'Cause that ass fat (Oh) and I love that (Hey)
Baby, shake it for me, you can make that ass clap (Ooh, me)
If I'm coming back, b-b-back, give me some more (Ooh)
Make it, make it drop, and don't stop
Oh, yeah (Oh, yeah)