lil lonnie – can’t fuck wit em lyrics
[intro]
ayy, they know what’s goin’ on
oh, i can’t f-ck with ’em, yeah
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[chorus]
i heard them n-ggas was some runners, i can’t f-ck with ’em (no way)
i sent a dummy to a dummy, now he stuck with ’em (oh, yeah)
i heard them n-ggas ain’t gettin’ no money, i can’t f-ck with ’em
i f-cked his b-tch and gave her back and now he stuck with her (he mad, he mad)
if the b-tch ain’t got no money, i can’t f-ck with her (can’t f-ck with you)
i heard them n-ggas was some runners, i can’t f-ck with ’em (can’t f-ck with ’em)
i heard them n-ggas ain’t gettin’ no money, i can’t f-ck with ’em (can’t f-ck with ’em)
no, i can’t f-ck with ’em (can’t f-ck with ’em), no, i can’t f-ck with ’em (can’t f-ck with ’em)
[verse 1]
n-ggas out here flexin’, ain’t really got no checks (no checks)
f-cked up some racks in saks and told my jeweler bust down the rolex (rollie)
i don’t owe other any n-gga work, ’cause you don’t get respect (nah)
how you trappin’ and ain’t makin’ profit, where they do that at? (where they do that at?)
you know b-tches ain’t sh-t, but some sack chasers (sack chasers)
i just got the b-tch because i knew her man, i hate him (yeah)
i f-cked that b-tch and kicked her out, told her i’d see her later (bye bye)
she steady textin’ me, but i gotta get to the paper (okay, that money)
okay, n-gga steady flexin’, you know you ain’t got no bricks (you ain’t got no bricks)
yeah, you never had a plug and been around him ever since (hard worker)
f-ck your ho and give her back, don’t give no f-ck about a b-tch (no way)
i don’t f-ck around with n-ggas, i’m too busy gettin’ rich (yeah)
[chorus]
i heard them n-ggas was some runners, i can’t f-ck with ’em (no way)
i sent a dummy to a dummy, now he stuck with ’em (oh, yeah)
i heard them n-ggas ain’t gettin’ no money, i can’t f-ck with ’em
i f-cked his b-tch and gave her back and now he stuck with her (he mad, he mad)
if the b-tch ain’t got no money, i can’t f-ck with her (can’t f-ck with you)
i heard them n-ggas was some runners, i can’t f-ck with ’em (can’t f-ck with ’em)
i heard them n-ggas ain’t gettin’ no money, i can’t f-ck with ’em (can’t f-ck with ’em)
no, i can’t f-ck with ’em (can’t f-ck with ’em), no, i can’t f-ck with ’em (can’t f-ck with ’em)
[verse 2]
you know you ain’t got no sack (no money)
you know you ain’t in no trap (no trap)
you know you really a runner (a worker)
you ain’t ever flipped a pack (no way)
yeah, you might know where it’s at (yeah)
you ain’t flyin’, send it back (yeah)
stop flodgin’ to your ho (stop flodgin’)
you know you puttin’ on an act (yeah)
all these hoes out here groupies tryna act relevant (yeah)
she gon’ go for me, but to you that b-tch is celibate (that’s f-cked up)
i ain’t gon’ keep you stressin’, i don’t really want your b-tch (don’t want her)
i can’t keep her off my line and keep your b-tch up off my d-ck (for real)
[chorus]
i heard them n-ggas was some runners, i can’t f-ck with ’em (no way)
i sent a dummy to a dummy, now he stuck with ’em (oh, yeah)
i heard them n-ggas ain’t gettin’ no money, i can’t f-ck with ’em
i f-cked his b-tch and gave her back and now he stuck with her (he mad, he mad)
if the b-tch ain’t got no money, i can’t f-ck with her (can’t f-ck with you)
i heard them n-ggas was some runners, i can’t f-ck with ’em (can’t f-ck with ’em)
i heard them n-ggas ain’t gettin’ no money, i can’t f-ck with ’em (can’t f-ck with ’em)
no, i can’t f-ck with ’em (can’t f-ck with ’em), no, i can’t f-ck with ’em (can’t f-ck with ’em)
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