tookz - aint lyrics
[verse 1: tookz]
you ain’t gotta want me
half the women in my city want to flaunt me
she said my neck ice cold
game time crosby
these chicks never used to talk
now they want to watch me – omni
just in-case you wonder why my homies’ kinda sn0bby
walked her through the front door left her in the lobby
to meet up with my filipino homie’ drinking saki
it’s hot with my toque on feel like abu dhabi
you old like disc floppy
swag you too copy
pulled up to your girl said we should kick it like karate
see i could be the joke in my city like cosby
but i’m gonna still pull in the money like cosby
your whole squad zombie
mugging like rocky
duck cause my homie’ rabz pulled up with a tommy
concealed yo gotti
hey lil’ mommy
you looking kelis
you be looking so bossy
and i was thinking we could leave a$ap rocky
young dealer with a posse
age of 13 stopped messing with the oxy
now all i deal with is bad girls on molly
bacardi inside of her system is hardly
time to quit
born 96′
ain’t another fine like this
[chorus 1: tookz]
you ain’t gotta spot me
i be chilling with the crew like motley
(home sweet home)
you ain’t gotta want this
the whole hood in my city gonna bump this
(all of them)
you ain’t gotta tune in
they got their sights on the boy like they zoomed in
you ain’t gotta know why
i’m connected in this city like wi-fi
you ain’t gotta
you ain’t gotta
we don’t want ya
you ain’t gotta
you ain’t gotta
we don’t want ya
[verse 2: tookz]
it’s getting cold out that’s why your girl put tookz on
she wanna kick it with the boy so bad i called her mulan
if she ever catch an att-tude the boy gon’ move on
brandy said i’m too on to mess with women lukewarm
and they gon’ take it all off like i got a good coupon
coming from the group homes cause daddy got his grove on
so know i put those boys on ready to get their shoot on
so if they come to your home boy you should get your move on
[bridge: tookz]
got boys crazier than suzanne from orange is black
all covered in blue like a dodgers hat
i’m from the spot where they praying for their fathers back and their fathers praying for another hit of smack
get paid for the sack no quarterback
split a half into two and sell the quarter back
they be asking where i am – well i’m more than back
my new make you shake like that harlem track
i ain’t kind with rap
back em’ down like shaq and lay them out they be looking like an acrobat
biting on my lines where the quotations at
i need an acrobatic girl with the fattest -ss and i don’t like tall girls wear flats with that
i remember when these girls wouldn’t call me back
now i gotta k!ll the phone before they get attached
hit em’ back with a text like we don’t match
[chorus 2: tookz]
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