Lyrics Nookie - D-Block Europe, Lil Baby

Nookie

Treat the pussy right
That’s good nookie (Nookie)
Keep killers 'round me
That’s how it should be
Shoulda, woulda, coulda
Nigga just could be
Yeah, you know the vibe
Up in Chane-ne, I’m picking your size
Murder got a price
I’ll pay it tonight
Blendin' the bujj in a blender, whipin' the white
Just spoke to my Imam and he said I can get five wives
The nitty just died in the bando, but the cat’s got nine lives
Money don’t change me, stand on that statement
You wouldn’t understand, had a hand on the pavement
Still around the way, I forgot that I’m famous
Only hit her once, Lil Keed, she nameless
Rolls Royce truck comin' through, that’s heinous
Audimar Piguet, Rolex, both stainless
Hear 'em throwin' shots, just watch where you aimin'
Ain’t gon' stop, I’m goin' hard how I came in
No new friends, swear to God I’m with the same men
Married to the street, I got a CZ on my ring finger
Made it out the streets to the Forbes, I’m a game changer
Straight from out the streets, they try to label me a gangbanger
Quarter-million dollars got me foreign whip lane-changin'
Only handle business, gettin' money, doin' the same thing
Niggas who with me, we gon' see who you maintain
Every chance I get I’m screamin', «Free 'em out the chain gang»
You got it girl, I ain’t givin' out my last name
Christmas every day, the plug call and said the bands came
Lamborghini trailer got me speedin' in the fast lane
Thinkin' 'bout the time I hit my bottom in the trash can
Money too long, figures longer than your last man
I can beat it up way better than your last man
I can send a jet, you can cancel all your damn plans
Baby, is you fucking?
Was you bored?
It’s your last chance
Treat the pussy right
That’s good nookie (Nookie)
Keep killers 'round me
That’s how it should be
Shoulda, woulda, coulda
Nigga just could be
Yeah, you know the vibe
Up in Chane-ne, I’m picking your size
Murder got a price
I’ll pay it tonight
Blendin' the bujj in a blender, whipin' the white
Just spoke to my Imam and he said I can get five wives
The nitty just died in the bando, but the cat’s got nine lives
My nigga told me he ain’t hurt none
Keep talking like you heard suttin'
I’m from South London, hit a nigga up, nine-nights, it’s church somethin'
Can’t find you on the glide, we’ll pull up on your first cousin
She just said, «Who you talkin' to?»
On work, I’m tryna work somethin'
In the kitchen with some work, yeah
In the kitchen, we still learn, yeah
Surely my niggas come first, yeah
We threw thousands of bricks out the birds, yeah
I see jakes on my strip, I don’t wait there
I spend thousands of pounds on your fake hair
My codeine is dangerous, I’m faded
I’ll eat that pussy in Mayfair
Treat the pussy right
That’s good nookie
Keep killers 'round me
That’s how it should be
Shoulda, woulda, coulda
Nigga just could be
Yeah, you know the vibe
Up in Chane-ne, I’m picking your size
Murder got a price
I’ll pay it tonight
Blendin' the bujj in a blender, whipin' the white
Just spoke to my Imam and he said I can get five wives
The nitty just died in the bando, but the cat’s got nine lives