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mr lil one - nicklebags lyrics

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alot of people be asking me,”yo lil’ what the f-ck is a nicklebag?”
i’m gonna break it down to you like this:
a nicklebag is a f-ckin’ hoe that sucks d-ck,
and swallows c-m, and cheats on her man, and takes it up the b-tt

breakin’ it down to you like this:

when i’m up all these hynas v-g-n-s
baby you the finest roamin’ in my city
givin up the kitty do-wah-diddy
even when we f-ck i can see it in your t-ty
see the situation about to turn wild
take you to the crib, we can f-ck all night right?
giving me the look of a crook but wait,
dress up in some bullsh-t
now you want to hate?
but it ain’t even like that,
plus i got that feeling,
but you don’t want to fight that look up at the ceiling
lay your head back and twist your legs back,
freaky little b-tch how i bet you love that
now lay back and enjoy all the rest
while the sicc will be the status
tatted on my chest
bye bye baby thank you for the skins
catch you on the rebound the party never ends

[chorus]
nicklebags (got them all sprung)
nicklebags (jocking mr.lil’one)
nicklebags (roamin’ in my city)
nicklebags (swingin’ off frank netti)
nicklebags (with their face full of c-m)
nicklebags (jockin’my lil homie young)
nicklebags (got them worldwide, dirty -ss, filthy -ss trick inside)

dum diddy dum now she’s looking yum yum
but she’s tryin’ to pull tight wanna put up a fight
sh-t ain’t n-body trippin’ watch me get my composure
i bet by tonight she’s doin’ drills like a soldier
told you oh now there she goes trying to play innocent
i’m bringin’ out the hoe with the best of them
the rest of them scratchin’ off the rest of them
never gave a sh-t i’ll make your mom suck d-ck
you know what you do why you trying to act stupid
ain’t no love story i’m the g that killed cupid
nothin’ but the dog because the dog is what i be
why the f-ck you gettin’ mad man? i call them like i see:
if you act like a hoe, you get treated like a hoe
and if you’re supposed to be a trick, catch a mouth full of d-ck
got to stay this way all day sicc, young, and one calling b-tches all
nickle!

[chorus]

now let me sit down on the chair
baby sit up on the totem pole
thinking i’m in love but i ain’t got no love for this hoe
play the role well, give a couple hickeys
ya know i’m kinda drunk so you know i can’t be picky
shoot the sticky sticky wide nut up your mouth
take my time do it right work it down south
and then i’m out, leave without a trace
18 be legit ‘cuz i ain’t trying to catch a case
now i heard you have a man,
and your man had a fit,
baby understand that your man ain’t sh-t,
but if he wanna trip,
bring him, he can watch,
give me just a minute while i hit it non-stop
and scratch the b-tch off like a dog has an itch,
rule number one:
never trust a b-tch
niclebag sl-ts, nicklebag hoes,
everybody knows how the story goes

[chorus]

- mr lil one lyrics

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