Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nun Uh Dis, artist - Big Roshi.
Date of issue: 31.10.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Nun Uh Dis |
Poloboy |
Oh my god |
I used to stay up till 2am playing my GameCube |
Play that $ki mask track where he say achoo |
I don’t care what you do boy stay in school |
Steady looking up to me like pizza on the roof |
Used to play atari now i wanna whip a rari |
Pull up on yo bitch and she ride me like a harley |
Got the 4 door car with my bodyguards behind me |
Ain’t no body rob me ain’t nobody finna try me |
How the fuck am I crazy y’all been takin peyote |
Chilling in the woods thinking yo dumb ass a coyote |
Weird clvn shit rock it to the motion |
Locomotive finna pop a potion |
Fucking up a function (ay ay) |
And I always got Versace |
Someone fucking watch me man |
I pull up on a half a xan and make her do pilates |
Kick it like karate but im spicy like wasabi |
And I do her body sloppy that my motherfucking hobby |
Jock |
Cutting up a rock |
Bitch steady hating while she sucking on my cock |
Woman confuse me bruh |
I don’t know how it work for them but |
They love me when they hate me |
I smoke weed |
I smoke blunts |
28gs |
Stuff it in a blunt |
Chilling in the cut |
Grabbing on her butt |
If she fucking with the demon |
Then she better shut it up |
Ya them hoes stay hating cause Im rocking with my Haitians bitch Im chilling |
with Jamaicans but yo ass steady hating cause im Balling on them Bitches and Im |
skating |
Kick flip tre flip bitch flip |
Please just hit my line cause i wanna get my dick licked |
Sick shit |
Hoes walking up but i gotta be quick with the hit stick |
Gotta be quick on my sick shit |
Make her do the splits she go slip slip aye |
I don’t like yip yap talk |
Or no kiss and tell bitch |
One finger down her throat |
Four fingers in the snitch |
If the pussy talking shit |
Throw his in the abyss |
Rest in peace Malcolm |
His songs are always hits |
I don’t know you boy you cannot take a hit of nun uh dis |
Pack a woody till she leaking like ill do to one yo kids |
Im not savage im just honest im a jar without a lid |
Not good at cardio but im still running from the feds |
Flame flame flame |
Make it rain propane |
We got fire ass gas stations going to the brain |
In the stain when we pull up on your mane |
I don’t know her name |
But we got that bitch tame (uh) |
Got a multi thousand dollar company without no help |
Every time I make a rack I put that shit up on a shelf |
Still make enough to flex on y’all and look out for myself |
I ain’t try be a hero Im just tryna live in wealth |
But its not a legal company |
You think I want your company |
Sometimes i play some Cardi b |
Come on i said that with loyalty |
Hard times |
I been up just spazzing thinking bout some shit like all night |
Shut off all my brain and lose myself inside these coke lines |
Never fucking sleeping staying up until I see the light |
Drinking 40s popping 30s make it so i don’t feel alive |
Don’t care bout what you say lil boy you’ll never be inside my life |