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yb curtis - no effort lyrics

[intro]
(kai)
mane, i don’t even know
why they tryna’ talk like that, though
mane i’m really doin’ my thing, though
forever solo, and i’m solid, n+gga
lets go
aye, yeah
lets go, lets go

[chorus]
ay’, i’m a real n+gga, swear to god i ain’t no hefler
and i won’t tell no lies, because i am a confessor
if i’m the drill sergeant, b+tch
then you just tell me, “yes sir”
i put her in my car, and then you know i’m finna wreck her
i go and make a song and then i put it on a record
can’t listen to haters tryna’ have me feelin’ lesser
and she be gettin’ mad at me
she tellin’ me i stress her
i’m never finna beg her
cause she don’t give no effort
[verse 1]
that b+tch be hittin’ me, it’s makin’
me just wanna deck her
but that’s a f+ckin’ trap, mane (yeah)
mane let me tell it to ya
i got some f+ckin’ knowledge and i’m really
finna’ sell it to ya
just open up yo brain box, let me gon’ and
mail it to ya

[verse 2]
you can’t tame a female, don’t let her tame you
and if she got somebody else, then she won’t entertain you
and mane you got to play the game, you can’t let her game you
the stuff you did up in the game, i know you wish it came true
and don’t be makin’ her yo main, mane
let her main you
and she be snitchin’ to her girl friends
that’s her main crew
she talk to 1, 2, 3, n+gga
that’s her main group
but you can’t be that number 4, n+gga
that’s her main fluke

- yb curtis lyrics

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