Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Nun of Dat, artist - BlocBoy JB. Album song Simi, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 03.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Nun of Dat |
| Hah, word |
| Simi, load that fuckin' semi |
| Hey (hah), hey (yeah) |
| Bitch, I ain’t with none of that shit (none of that) |
| Bitch, I ain’t with none of that shit (none of that) |
| Bitch, I ain’t with none of that shit (word) |
| Bitch, I ain’t with none of that shit (none of that) |
| The chopper turn you to a runnin' back bitch (grrah) |
| Bitch fuck your clique and go run with that bitch (doon doon doon) |
| I fucked your bitch and you sprung off that bitch (word) |
| You ran on my clique and I sprung on that bitch (that's on my mama) |
| (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) |
| Ho, better not say no more (what) |
| Bitch, get me some 'gars from the store (go) |
| You did the set, cool, say no more (no) |
| I lay you down like a welcome mat ho (word) |
| Congratulations, you’re welcome, you ho (ho) |
| In the air like a UFO (in the air) |
| I’m pulling cards like it’s Yu-Gi-Oh |
| How you a gangster on cruise control? |
| (word) |
| Talking 'bout guns, I got two of those (two) |
| Bless him like somebody blew a nose |
| I clean shit up like it’s poop control (poop control) |
| Hundred drum up his nose (whoa) |
| Keep a pole, more paper than a pour |
| Say he want beef, it’s a go |
| Lock and load, let’s go to they hood and post (doon doon doon) |
| Where they at, let me just find out |
| All I need is a hideout (word) |
| I’ma pull up in some drive out |
| Skrrt skrrt, it’s a race (ayy it’s a race) |
| I can’t hit your blunt 'cause it might just be laced (might be laced, huh) |
| And I can’t fuck your bitch unless I get some face, huh (I get some face, huh) |
| I hate a worrisome ass ho askin' for favors (what?) |
| I be smokin' on loud, just woke up the neighbors (gas) |
| I’m in your house like I do your cable (cable) |
| Snitched on your man, boy you is a traitor (word) |
| Slam a nigga like dominoes on a table |
| Sunday we pray for C, not for savior (huh?) |
| DOA, that’s first degree, can’t save you (murder) |
| I’m totin' shit like I’m Mater (Mater) 2017, made The Fader (Fader) |
| Ballin' on niggas like Lakers (Lakers), I call up Ben for a fade up (later) |
| Chopper will spin you around, 360, we gettin' these waves up (spin around, |
| spin around) |
| She didn’t want you so you raped her (raped her) |
| Call you a plate 'cause you ate her (you ate her) |
| Fuck a fourth of the lean, pour an eight up (word) |
| She give me head 'til she get her lil grades up |
| Bitch, I ain’t with none of that shit (none of that) |
| Bitch, I ain’t with none of that shit (none of that) |
| Bitch, I ain’t with none of that shit (word) |
| Bitch, I ain’t with none of that shit (none of that) |
| The chopper turn you to a runnin' back bitch (grrah) |
| Bitch fuck your clique and go run with that bitch (doon doon doon) |
| I fucked your bitch and you sprung off that bitch (word) |
| You ran on my clique and I sprung on that bitch (that's on my mama) |
| (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) |
| Ho, better not say no more (what) |
| Bitch, get me some 'gars from the store (go) |
| You did the set, cool, say no more (no) |
| I lay you down like a welcome mat ho (word) |
| Congratulations, you’re welcome, you ho (ho) |
| In the air like a UFO (in the air) |
| I’m pulling cards like it’s Yu-Gi-Oh |
| How you a gangster on cruise control? |
| (word) |
| Talking 'bout guns, I got two of those (two) |
| Bless him like somebody blew a nose |
| I clean shit up like it’s poop control (poop control) |
| Hundred drum up his nose (whoa) |
| Keep a pole, more paper than a pour |
| Say he want beef, it’s a go |
| Lock and load, let’s go to they hood and post (doon doon doon) |
| Where they at, let me just find out |
| All I need is a hideout (word) |
| I’ma pull up in some drive out |
| We been had your wife, man, we don’t want your bitch (ooh) |
| You sippin' on Karo, we sip Actavis (chill) |
| Don’t need no lights for my bust down to hit (huh?) |
| I got like three pinky rings on my fist (goddamn) |
| Kick a bitch out of my house (ooh) |
| Kick her ass out because she came with mid (chill) |
| Me and Bloc just gave your grandma a brick (huh?) |
| Your bitch pussy dirty, it smellin' like fish (ooh) |
| Ooh, we ain’t with none of that ho (huh?) |
| I don’t drink water, bitch I only pour fours (yeah) |
| I be gettin' like a hundred bands for a show (ooh) |
| I just smashed eight hoes in a row (chyeah) |
| Auntie pregnant, smokin' on dope (damn) |
| And I got a bad bitch sniffin' on coke (huh?) |
| Could’ve bought a house but I went and bought a boat (boat) |
| I’m so rich but I still want more (more) |
| I was on house arrest, poppin' on pills (pills) |
| Now Lil Pump worth like ten mil (yeah) |
| Got a lot of ice on my chains, it’s real (wow) |
| Sippin' on Wock with Dr. Phil (ooh) |
| Can’t buy a pint if the bitch ain’t sealed (nope) |
| Got your wife booted in Beverly Hills (yeah) |
| Try to come in my house, get your ass killed (killed) |
| I’m on molly, all my pints just spilled (yeah, ooh) |
| Bitch, I ain’t with none of that shit (none of that) |
| Bitch, I ain’t with none of that shit (none of that) |
| Bitch, I ain’t with none of that shit (word) |
| Bitch, I ain’t with none of that shit (none of that) |
| The chopper turn you to a runnin' back bitch (grrah) |
| Bitch fuck your clique and go run with that bitch (doon doon doon) |
| I fucked your bitch and you sprung off that bitch (word) |
| You ran on my clique and I sprung on that bitch (that's on my mama) |
| (Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up) |
| Ho, better not say no more (what) |
| Bitch, get me some 'gars from the store (go) |
| You did the set, cool, say no more (no) |
| I lay you down like a welcome mat ho (word) |
| Congratulations, you’re welcome, you ho (ho) |
| In the air like a UFO (in the air) |
| I’m pulling cards like it’s Yu-Gi-Oh |
| How you a gangster on cruise control? |
| (word) |
| Talking 'bout guns, I got two of those (two) |
| Bless him like somebody blew a nose |
| I clean shit up like it’s poop control (poop control) |
| Hundred drum up his nose (whoa) |
| Keep a pole, more paper than a pour |
| Say he want beef, it’s a go |
| Lock and load, let’s go to they hood and post (doon doon doon) |
| Where they at, let me just find out |
| All I need is a hideout (word) |
| I’ma pull up in some drive out |