Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Nobody , by - Ca$h Out. Song from the album Keisha, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 08.01.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bases Loaded
Song language: English
Nobody |
| Tell me who fucking with you |
| Nobody fucking with you |
| I know now I’m telling the truth |
| Nobody fucking with you |
| Can do the little things you do |
| Can’t tell me I ain’t feeling you |
| Ain’t nobody fucking with you |
| Nobody fucking with you |
| I’m number 1 in the nation |
| But nobody fucking with you |
| You look sexy baby when you pushing that coupe |
| And when I’m tired ain’t nobody cooking but you |
| Ha nobody, can make me feel like the way you make me feel |
| Boss be you be like it when I paying the bills |
| No boozum but yea baby you so chill |
| And I thank you, now turn around let me spank you |
| When I kneel below your ear you be like, hehehe |
| When I’m grabbing on your heels you be like, hehehe |
| It’s your party your party, and nobody nobody fuck with your body your body |
| Tell me who fucking with you |
| Nobody fucking with you |
| I know now I’m telling the truth |
| Nobody fucking with you |
| Can do the little things you do |
| Can’t tell me I ain’t feeling you |
| Ain’t nobody fucking with you |
| Nobody fucking with you |
| Stepping out the lambo in the red bottoms |
| Hit some million when you touch the ground |
| And I love it when you serve me down |
| I be backing up don’t hurt me now |
| Nobody, hold the pistol like you hold it |
| Shit, you buy it Master P but I roll with you |
| And when we get home you know I’m fucking you |
| And you know we can do it out in public too |
| Eat you up, public’s food |
| Eight plus gration I’m schooling you |
| 9 in my pants that’s that tooling booth |
| And nobody’s fucking with you |
| Tell me who fucking with you |
| Nobody fucking with you |
| I know now I’m telling the truth |
| Nobody fucking with you |
| Can do the little things you do |
| Can’t tell me I ain’t feeling you |
| Ain’t nobody fucking with you |
| Nobody fucking with you |
| Girl you gotta be the baddest I ever seen |
| Just like Angelina Jolie |
| You fuck with me, I fuck with you |
| We ride out bandz on dry top cool |
| Money flying everywhere |
| California breeze girl your hair going everywhere |
| I swag on, I put the jag on |
| Show money couple racks, that’s why I sag on |
| Flashy nigga, cut my chains on |
| I know you love me babe 'cause the same song |
| Plus you got my shit on your ring tone |
| Pussy so good, girl your head got my mind going, swag |
| Tell me who fucking with you |
| Nobody fucking with you |
| I know now I’m telling the truth |
| Nobody fucking with you |
| Can do the little things you do |
| Can’t tell me I ain’t feeling you |
| Ain’t nobody fucking with you |
| Nobody fucking with you |