richboy dee - lookin ass niggas lyrics
[intro]
look at y’all n-ggas… n-ggas
look at y’all n-ggas… n-ggas
[verse 1]
i’m from brooklyn
i be everywhere comfortably
now who told you p-ssy n-ggas
come romp w me
i’ll pop up in ya hood no company
have you n-ggas everywhere
trynna run from me
how you hollywood and everybody had you
walk p-ss stiff -ss weave you know that i laughed boo
heard you giving head 12 yrs old in the bathroom
call me 2 chains cause live in the back room
i got n-ggas out here calling me the punish-er
chicken head want the d-ck so i had to punished her
she some thotty thing so i could never run with her
committing suicide so i could never jump with her
i smoke a quick spliff
and i p-ss it to the next one
swallow my kids
l!cked off her chest son
ima faithful n-gga
and you know this is a test son
i ain’t w the mess son
so p-ss it to the next one
[bridge]
call me wu tang
i got two chains call me two chains
got my name running through ya membrane
f-ck this b-tch so hard now she insane
you a looking -ss b-tch
you wanna run scams
you a dirty -ss b-tch
wanna pose for the gram
you impostor -ss b-tch
but i could never run
w a p-ssy -ss clique
b-tch
[hook]
all i know is there should be no reason
all i know is there should be no reason
all i, all i know is there should be
all i know
all i, all i know is there should be no reason
all i know, you know it, and you know it
look at what, reason
[verse 2]
b-tch chatting like her hands is the truth
i walk up in the spot what huh player proof
looking -ss b-tches
talking crazy -ss b-tches
stealing crazy -ss b-tches
janet braids u -ss b-tches
i get it i get it
everybody fake
talk behind your back
never say it to your face
talk on the book
in person they shook
book famous -ss people
f-cking p-ssy -ss people
showing track type of b-tches
sucking d-ck in the trap type of b-tches
tea bag type of b-tches
trifling cheating -ss type of b-tches
i get i get
gotta eat it
so i spit i spit
ima vegan
so i didn’t i didn’t
on ya b-tches
i’m sh-tting i’m sh-tting
stupid -ss c-nts
suck a d-ck just to get another puff on the blunt
type of b-tches
[bridge]
call me wu tang
i got two chains call me two chains
you a looking -ss b-tch
you wanna run scams
you a dirty -ss b-tch
wanna pose for the gram
you impostor -ss b-tch
but i could never run
w a p-ssy -ss clique
b-tch
[hook]
all i know is there should be no reason
all i know is there should be no reason
all i, all i know is there should be
all i know
all i, all i know is there should be no reason
all i know, you know it, and you know it
look at what, reason
[verse 3]
look at y’all smokin’ -ss n-ggas
after every pull, n-ggas start chokin’ -ss n-ggas
n-gga-n-gga
look at y’all b-tch -ss n-ggas
stop lyin’ on your d-ck -ss n-ggas
n-gga-n-gga
look at y’all lookin’ -ss n-ggas
stop lookin’ at my -ss -ss n-ggas
look at y’all lyin’ -ss n-ggas
talkin’ ’bout “it’s paid off” but it’s financed, lyin’ -ss n-gga
bunch of non-mogul -ss n-ggas
frontin’ like they got a plan, boost mobile -ss n-gga
n-gga, n-gga, look at y’all
can’t get a job so you plottin’ how to rob -ss n-ggas
i ain’t gotta check for y’all
but if i’ma check for y’all, i’ma need a check from y’all n-ggas
i ‘on’t want s-x, give a f-ck about your ex
i ‘on’t even want a text from y’all n-ggas
i’m rapin’ you n-ggas
look at this pic, look what the f-ck i gave to you n-ggas
ain’t feelin’ these n-ggas
n-ggas want my time, call me clinton, i’m billin’ these n-ggas
[hook]
all i know is there should be no reason
all i know is there should be no reason
all i, all i know is there should be
all i know
all i, all i know is there should be no reason
all i know, you know it, and you know it
look at what, reason
[verse 4]
look at y’all sharin’ one bottle in the club
one bottle full of bub’ -ss n-ggas
look at y’all not havin’ game -ss n-ggas
y’all n-ggas share a chain -ss n-ggas
same cup in the hand -ss n-gga
in the club with a credit card scam -ss n-gga
no d-ck in the pants -ss n-gga
i be d-mned if i f-ck a non-man -ss n-gga
i will, i will, i will never f-ck a non-man -ss n-gga
i would never lie
even if that n-gga flew me and my b-tches all the way out to dubai
p-ssy, you tried, p-ssy -ss n-gga you lie
p-ssy -ss n-gga, you high
b-tch i’m me, hundred on the wrist, i ski
art on the wall, basqui, f-ck who see
look at you fake dope dealers
know real n-ggas that be movin’ weight in them villas
talkin’ ’bout ki’s, say it’s ki’s in the van
but he really move grams and he split it with his mans
[hook]
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