Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ain't Sweet, artist - Buddy.
Date of issue: 15.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ain't Sweet |
No brick, I gotta get point |
Ayy |
This shit ain’t cheap (Cheap) |
Nigga, this shit ain’t sweet (Sweet) |
She mad her nigga ain’t me (Ain't me) |
He soft, that nigga ain’t street (Eugh) |
Who want beef? |
(Beef) |
Got bread, got lettuce, got cheese (Got cheese) |
OG’s only smoke OG (Yeah) |
Fuck your blunt, that shit ain’t weed (Eugh) |
Your shit ain’t hot, it’s cold (It's cold) |
That bitch ain’t new, she old (She old) |
That nigga ain’t rich, he broke (He broke) |
Not feelin' it, no |
My shit ain’t clean (Clean) |
It’s dirty (Dirty), she dirty (Dirty) |
She’s thirsty (Thirsty), reversed it (Reversed it) |
She twerkin' (Twerkin'), she perfect, ayy |
This shit ain’t cheap (Cheap) |
Nigga, this shit ain’t sweet (Sweet) |
She mad her nigga ain’t me (Ain't me) |
He soft, that nigga ain’t street (Eugh) |
Who want beef? |
(Beef) |
Got bread, got lettuce, got cheese (Got cheese) |
OG’s only smoke OG (Yeah) |
Fuck your blunt, that shit ain’t weed (Eugh) |
I’m 'bout to roll this motherfuckin' blunt |
All of these hoes keep hittin' me up |
We mixin' potions down in the dungeon |
All of this money, still never enough |
Hold up, got my doors up |
Rolls up with the window up |
Hop in the Rover, no I don’t know ya |
Diamonds get colder, my neck all froze up |
I got my own bucks, no, I don’t owe ya |
These boys don’t know nothin', and I been told ya |
I’m a cash blower, blow up, blow up |
Your pockets gettin' lower, lower, lower |
Boy, I been told ya, I get my dough up |
That boy a folder, no, he don’t know us |
Your money move slower, you gotta get closer |
You burnt like a toaster, hop out the Rolls, skrrt |
I’ma just go first, ain’t no hearse |
I don’t know her, but she got posters |
She want me to post her, she want me to go flirt |
But I know she just want cash up in her purse |
Ayy, this shit ain’t cheap (Cheap) |
Nigga, this shit ain’t sweet (Sweet) |
She mad her nigga ain’t me (Ain't me) |
He soft, that nigga ain’t street (Eugh) |
Who want beef? |
(Beef) |
Got bread, got lettuce, got cheese (Got cheese) |
OG’s only smoke OG (Yeah) |
Fuck your blunt, that shit ain’t weed (Eugh) |
I’m 'bout to roll this motherfuckin' blunt |
All of these hoes keep hittin' me up |
We mixin' potions down in the dungeon |
All of this money, still never enough |
I’m 'bout to roll this motherfuckin' blunt |
All of these hoes keep hittin' me up |
We mixin' potions down in the dungeon |
All of this money, still never enough |