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dave east - ain't no nigga lyrics

[verse 1: dave east]
i’m never checking for the next chick
no need
for me to ever get domestic
i be
smoking trees up in the west end
we breeze
96 street be the exit
bg
she know the gang i’m in all blue
just left my jeweler
i send an uber she fall through
never quiet when i’m in it she like to talk too
chanelle bags that’s light it cost me a walkthrough
no lie
you get the keys to the rover
but no drive
and 30 n-gg-s in my section with weapons but don’t mind
if he ain’t hot then he ain’t hot
i’m cosigned with chains on
i gotta hit it from the back, i might blind her sh-t
they say s-x is a weapon
i’m oj simpson, after i k!ll it imma beat any question
from the projects to the mansion life
louie leather sh-t, full advance tonight
i’m in the pants tonight

[hook]
ain’t no n-gg- like the one i got
(no one can f-ck you better)
sleeps around but he gives me a lot
(keeps you in diamonds and leathers)
friends will tell me i should leave you alone
hah hah, hah hah, hah hah, hah hah
(tell the freaks to find a man of their own
man of their own, man of their own)

[verse 2: ms. hustle]
what up boo just keep me laced in the illest snakes
i call him diamond, he got k!ller taste
and he’ll put a n-gg- in his place
i call it real estate
aw man i can feel the hate, feel the hate
you see them ot trips, he called me up
yup he know i’m g’ed up
some g’s for the re-up
them hoes can’t keep up
yup he throw them c’s up
i keep a bl–dy shoe
you can tell when my feet up
yup i’m the reason he called back
i just copped ’em
off white and all black
some other sh-t i can’t pr-nounce
i’m like what they call that
the middle of september
yah i tell them hoes fall back
i’m off that
this trendy mama with the slant eyes
them other n-gg-s yeah they fantasize
he know i handle mines
and if we get pulled the hammer mines
and he ain’t gotta second guess he know i’m here to ride

[verse 3: dave east & (ms. hustle)]
her friend dm’ed me like i got a thing for profit
she ain’t even know i got a thing for chocolate
i’m just one of them n-gg-s she never telling stop it
been with this freak all week, been held hostage
(yo pop what’s poppin’)
naw mami what’s crackin’
where you from, manhattan
harlem to be exact
i been across the globe just laying the money back
like after they get a taste they just ain’t know how to act
(?)
(winter time i need chinchilla)
(first cl-ss flights and chef right at the villa)
(it ain’t hard to tell you ain’t a regular n-gg-)
my man asking about that -ss, its heavy my n-gg-
(you better not be playing you tell me get ready n-gg-)
i’m not just every n-gg-, that’s why i be barely with her

tell them freaks to find a man of their own
harlem

- dave east lyrics

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