What u mean you ain’t nasty?
Why the fuck you came, Why the fuck you came?
Why, why, why the fuck you came?
Don’t you see the grill, Candy on this frame
What u mean you ain’t nasty?
Why the fuck you came
Don’t be pushing on my buttons Wait a minute motherfucker
Bout time niggas see the real, Old school car with the grill
Gaining those valee, Can’t help you bout a top bill low
It ain’t shit i can do about it white clean, everyday’s a holiday
Getting paid, everyday’s a balling you ain’t seen the pimping
Till you see me on the corner last time your bitch hold me
But i ain’t want get money motherfuck, fame
Tryna break a hole and make change if you knew me from the ...
Then you knew that i was tipping you’s a motherfucking lie
If i ain’t dripping mississippi what you know about it?
...steel cold on, my came with a fold on it
So if you riding and you down for the smash
So what you mean, what you mean, what you mean,
What u mean you ain’t nasty?
Why the fuck you came, Why the fuck you came?
Why, why, why the fuck you came?
Don’t you see the grill, Candy on this frame
What u mean you ain’t nasty?
Why the fuck you came
Don’t be pushing on my buttons wait a minute motherfucker
Don’t you wanna rest off in this glass house?
If i let you ride sit that ass out, Don’t play me like no trick
That shit’s so overrated all this super basing...
Got you motivated haters screaming favors never stop me
So the motherfuckers never block me popping trunk
Dropping top as i grip the basis If you don’t know
What grip me by now... Then bitch you...
Pimping is the... I kick it like a kumate
Working... on the field like it’s 2 a day
3 a day, 4 a day any day, a pro say
Shake it for a player let me see it
If you looking for a southern country... Let me be
Cause say you riding and you down for the smash
So what you mean, what you mean, What you mean,
What u mean you ain’t nasty?
Why the fuck you came, Why the fuck you came?
Why, why, why the fuck you came?
Don’t you see the grill candy on the frame
What u mean you ain’t nasty?
Why the fuck you came
Don’t be pushing on my buttons wait a minute motherfucker
I knew a bitch named mandy, She was a pink toe
She had a so i asked her cause she deep though
She said she never done it she said she never tried
She sitting there telling up motherfucking lies
I said baby don’t worry just get down on your knees
Cause the warm head will turn me up a couple degrees
So just throw your lips around this anaconda and squeeze
And you’ll keep a nigga harder than some government cheese
I say y’all women are freaks they just need an excuse
Pretending they all tight when these bitches is loose
That’s why i stay strapped up when i’m knocking the boots
And love that military pussy I just need some recruits
Salute the pimp, yeah it’s luda pimp
Bad bitches join my team, ugly hoes...
After midnight don’t play no motherfucking games
Cause if you do all you gonna hear me saying
What u mean you ain’t nasty?
Why the fuck you came, Why the fuck you came?
Why, why, why the fuck you came?
Don’t you see the grill candy on the frame
What u mean you ain’t nasty?
Why the fuck you came
Don’t be pushing on my buttons wait a minute motherfucker
What U Mean Song Lyrics, Big K R I T Album Lyrics, Big K R I T What U Mean Lyrics,
Why the fuck you came, Why the fuck you came?
Why, why, why the fuck you came?
Don’t you see the grill, Candy on this frame
What u mean you ain’t nasty?
Why the fuck you came
Don’t be pushing on my buttons Wait a minute motherfucker
Bout time niggas see the real, Old school car with the grill
Gaining those valee, Can’t help you bout a top bill low
It ain’t shit i can do about it white clean, everyday’s a holiday
Getting paid, everyday’s a balling you ain’t seen the pimping
Till you see me on the corner last time your bitch hold me
But i ain’t want get money motherfuck, fame
Tryna break a hole and make change if you knew me from the ...
Then you knew that i was tipping you’s a motherfucking lie
If i ain’t dripping mississippi what you know about it?
...steel cold on, my came with a fold on it
So if you riding and you down for the smash
So what you mean, what you mean, what you mean,
What u mean you ain’t nasty?
Why the fuck you came, Why the fuck you came?
Why, why, why the fuck you came?
Don’t you see the grill, Candy on this frame
What u mean you ain’t nasty?
Why the fuck you came
Don’t be pushing on my buttons wait a minute motherfucker
Don’t you wanna rest off in this glass house?
If i let you ride sit that ass out, Don’t play me like no trick
That shit’s so overrated all this super basing...
Got you motivated haters screaming favors never stop me
So the motherfuckers never block me popping trunk
Dropping top as i grip the basis If you don’t know
What grip me by now... Then bitch you...
Pimping is the... I kick it like a kumate
Working... on the field like it’s 2 a day
3 a day, 4 a day any day, a pro say
Shake it for a player let me see it
If you looking for a southern country... Let me be
Cause say you riding and you down for the smash
So what you mean, what you mean, What you mean,
What u mean you ain’t nasty?
Why the fuck you came, Why the fuck you came?
Why, why, why the fuck you came?
Don’t you see the grill candy on the frame
What u mean you ain’t nasty?
Why the fuck you came
Don’t be pushing on my buttons wait a minute motherfucker
I knew a bitch named mandy, She was a pink toe
She had a so i asked her cause she deep though
She said she never done it she said she never tried
She sitting there telling up motherfucking lies
I said baby don’t worry just get down on your knees
Cause the warm head will turn me up a couple degrees
So just throw your lips around this anaconda and squeeze
And you’ll keep a nigga harder than some government cheese
I say y’all women are freaks they just need an excuse
Pretending they all tight when these bitches is loose
That’s why i stay strapped up when i’m knocking the boots
And love that military pussy I just need some recruits
Salute the pimp, yeah it’s luda pimp
Bad bitches join my team, ugly hoes...
After midnight don’t play no motherfucking games
Cause if you do all you gonna hear me saying
What u mean you ain’t nasty?
Why the fuck you came, Why the fuck you came?
Why, why, why the fuck you came?
Don’t you see the grill candy on the frame
What u mean you ain’t nasty?
Why the fuck you came
Don’t be pushing on my buttons wait a minute motherfucker
What U Mean Song Lyrics, Big K R I T Album Lyrics, Big K R I T What U Mean Lyrics,
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