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You Ain't Nothing [iTunes Bonus Track]

Text písně You Ain't Nothing [iTunes Bonus Track]

Damn, feel like I done got sick 
Yea, it's da baddest bitch, I'm in da booth 
Coughs coughs 
Uh, nothin... nothin... nothin 
Coughs coughs 
Damn I think I got the bird flu, 
I'm bout to shit on bitches. 


[Verse 1]
Miss trina diamond motherfuckin don diva 
I still don't know nann hoe who can see the diva 
If she say she can tell the bitch I wanna see her 
730 at the spot tell da bitch I wanna meet her 
Cause I know dis ass fake and these tities sit right 
Keep my pussy in channel he wanna fuck me all night 
Talk about me to his friends and how I throat da dick right 
How he hit it from the back and how this pussy stay tight. 
Gimme the keys to tha bentley that's right. 
Hope you ain't forget I'm still da baddest 
Ya'll hoes knew what I had before I had this 
"here we go" dough I was a savage 
Fendi horse and carriage my baggage 
Louis vutton at the school house prom 
Everybody knew trina, I had it goin on 
And still goin on so bitches get gone before 
I ring the alarm and put a match to tha song. 


[Chorus]
Cause you ain't talkin about nothin... nothin 
Niggas ain't talkin about nothin... nothin 
These bitches ain't talkin about nothin... nothin 
Ya'll need to alk about somethin cause you ain't talkin bout nothin. 
Nothin nothin. 
Niggas ain't talkin about nothin... nothin 
These bitches ain't talkin about nothin... nothin 
Ya'll need to alk about somethin cause you ain't talkin 


[Verse 2]
I don't hear ya yappin cause you ain't talkin bout nothin 
A video with "j", bitch you ain't said nothin. 
Ol' nappy rooted mut. actin like she doin somethin 
When I catch you straight fade no police fuck fussin! 
"Who da fuck am I? " 
Call me "miss billion dolla ass" 
Which has been on covers of some billion dolla ads 
Let alone, don't forget this trillion dolla face 
Only covers you been on was your mugshot rate. 
Bitch, you still gettin beat by that nigga who don't want ya 
With em five kids you ain't know they daddy don't ya? 
You don't want it sweety got your path mapped out 
Think you back up in da game? I had you pushed back out 
With yo back out sellin pussy in da "a" 
But we know that won't sell but for effort earn an "a" 
And get them teeth fixed, spray some sheen on em dreads 
Get them bags out ya eyes, get some rest and go to bed. 


[Chorus]
Cause you ain't talkin about nothin... nothin 
Niggas ain't talkin about nothin... nothin 
These bitches ain't talkin about nothin... nothin 
Ya'll need to alk about somethin cause you ain't talkin bout nothin. 
Nothin nothin. 
Niggas ain't talkin about nothin... nothin 
These bitches ain't talkin about nothin... nothin

					

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