Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song This Ni**a Here, artist - Ace Hood.
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Song language: English
This Ni**a Here |
Gucci this, Louis that, Im on my designer shit |
Presidential top notch, Only rock the finest shit |
Purple label new cavallis, ain’t no body fly as this |
Back seat of the double R, Im on my recliner shit |
This nigga here keep a 100 on his wrist |
This nigga here keep him a bad bitch |
This nigga here keep a customized whip |
This nigga here keep a hundred round clip |
(Ace Hood) |
This nigga here Keep it realer than a mother fucker |
More ruthless than these other mother fuckers |
Im in the booth up in this mother fucker |
God knows I spit the truth to all these mother fuckers |
I tell them workin dont get paid up in this mother fucker |
Grab you a? |
song? |
and go get laid up in this mother fucker |
I roll up, Niggas BOW DOWN, bitches show up, they wanna BOW DOWN |
My money to extravagant to handle it, Im arrogant as fuck, ME, Im the one who |
handle it |
Every corner that you gots under new management |
We get the money, burn it to the grown, yall can have that shit |
Ya team pussy, Imma go and damage it, leave a hundred shells outside your house, |
nigga handle it |
(Schife) |
Gucci this, Louis that, Im on my designer shit |
Presidential top notch, Only rock the finest shit |
Purple label new cavallis, ain’t no body fly as this |
Back seat of the double R, Im on my recliner shit |
This nigga here keep a 100 on his wrist |
This nigga here keep him a bad bitch |
This nigga here keep a customized whip |
This nigga here keep a hundred round clip |
(Ace Hood) |
This nigga here Keep it realer than a mother fucker |
More ruthless than these other mother fuckers |
Round 2 up in this mother fucker, fist full of cash, stuntin in this mother |
fucker |
Grab a bitch and tell her she comin with all of us |
Then tell her go and get her friend for my god brother |
We got money and we finna shut the club down |
Ace Hood? |
Pussy nigga ask around |
You come to my city? |
Hottest in the town |
Niggas got a problem? |
Meet my chopper rounds, AK47, leave ya body down |
I know you heard that we showin out in every town |
I keep that Louis drippin on me when I puts it down |
They holla This nigga here, he a fuckin clown |
(Schife) |
Gucci this, Louis that, Im on my designer shit |
Presidential top notch, Only rock the finest shit |
Purple label new cavallis, ain’t no body fly as this |
Back seat of the double R, Im on my recliner shit |
This nigga here keep a 100 on his wrist |
This nigga here keep him a bad bitch |
This nigga here keep a customized whip |
This nigga here keep a hundred round clip |
(Birdman) |
50 on some Gucci, 80 on the rag, 100 on some Louis, 100 in the bag |
100 and the whole dashboard gold, Platinum on the teeth, cherry red roll |
You know the money swole, a nigga neva folds, Presidential sweets, |
Italian marble floor |
20 million on some new shit, new houses, new whipsall new shit |
New bitch, mandatory keep a new lick, New clips, hallow tips for the bullets |
Stuntin on these bitches see we do this every summer, Pull out the hummers |
Calli for the runners, Sun do shine. |
shine on the sun, make another mil, |
spend another hundrew |