Lyrics NO MAKEUP - Bino Rideaux, King Combs

NO MAKEUP

Shhh
Lil baby pressure with no make up, on
Fucc sleeping cause we gone stay up, long
Swear that little pussy could get ate up
I’m one hundred, the real one, not the fake one
Yea yea
You finna let me serve it out your place huh
Yea yea
You take these Birkins to the face huh
Yea yea
Beat it til it bust up like a uzi
I can’t get enough of it
Baby I’m a groupie, oowee
I’m finna go tricc in my lil bitch get her something xpensive
We thn niggas running up digits like hundreds
Of millions
Outside yo building pulling Benz’s and Cullinans in it
How you did it?
yo ex nigga was a fuck nigga
Girl that nigga lame, we could mop up
Watching yo phone know my name finna pop up
Bout lil baby I do it big she know I got her
Still fucc a pussy nigga blocc up