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aasim - no nigga like me lyrics

[intro]
uh+u, u+uh, uh
i get it, i get
now you could roam around the globe, lookin’ for the best
but you ain’t find a motherf+cker like me yet
get it, i get it, i get it
listen, u+uh

[verse 1]
lady luck about to run out
don’t run up on me with the bullsh+t, i got the gun out
i’m tryna bag a beautiful b+tch to suck the cum out
and sip a little cran’ and ketel one and dumb out
i’m into finger f+ckin’ so baby, come stick ya tongue out
look what the f+ck i brung out, a bag of kush to blow ya f+ckin’ lungs out
my mind on my money, baby, you second to ben
if you and him could be lovers then you and me could be friends
i got my polo on, with your manolos on
i got a girl at home, but got a dolo loft
so leave that baby sittin’ ya drink for beginners
grind music over here, we used to bein’ the winners
you feelin’ like a sinner, be with me and my n+ggas
it’s prime real estate, we get it in like gorrillas (f+ck with me now)

[chorus]
now you could ride around the block, with ya sh+t on knock
but you ain’t found a motherf+cker like me yet
now you could roam around the globe, lookin’ for the best
but you ain’t find a motherf+cker like me yet
[interlude]
yeah, n+gga
i really run sh+t here, y’all n+ggas just lived it
you f+ckin’ with grind music, n+gga
you f+ckin’ with the best, and that’s all

[verse 2]
i was born different, so when i die, don’t cry
just mourn different, i’m not a crab in the barrel
i’m a dog vicious, when i’m heat, i grab a b+tch
and go the long distance, follow the leader not a soul
i got on different, sew my nuts i gotta hold and say
i’m all gifted, ’cause i was doubted but i really went to
war different, my mind morbid and more twisted
my swag be on the dance floor different
and i’m all twisted, a f+ckin’ alchi
hoodie on my yankee like saudi, bronze air forces
call me aas’, jesús, or even jesus for the non+believers
a legend like run+d.m.c. adidas, hold up
many motherf+ckers might’ve me out a sucker
’til i kicked them in they mugs with my chukkas
you could call me aas’ pm in a black bm
on the van wyck autobahn style
you better know what time it is, ottoman style

[chorus]
now you could ride around the block, with ya sh+t on knock
but you ain’t found a motherf+cker like me yet
now you could roam around the globe, lookin’ for the best
but you ain’t find a motherf+cker like me yet
[outro: female & aasim]
ay, papí, papí
i like the way you do me
i like the way you make my p+ssy wet
i love it
ay, papí
hahaha, yeah
it’s grind music, b+tch
hahaha, hahaha
hahaha

- aasim lyrics

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