Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Want It, artist - Doe B. Album song Baby Jesus, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 05.11.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Doe B
Song language: English
Don't Want It |
Every day we sacrifice for the motherfuckin streets |
But they still come with adversity |
And we embrace that |
So I woke up this morning and I thought to myself |
These pussy niggas don’t it, let go they all off the shelf |
Call upon all my niggas and keep my head to the left |
Lookin to lyrics that I never turn, I bring home my cheddar |
Where they thought like the better, words might stretch like a river |
Hear these niggas talkin fowl, they deserve what they took |
Smoke a nigga like Snoop and lighter strike in your lip |
Push my blunt on the crew boys, don’t move like Luke in this bitch |
That choppa hot as the lava, they don’t call this yo friend |
I hear you weird niggas talkin, don’t mean to pull with your friends |
And she say nobody feels you |
You need nobody until somebody kills you |
So all these niggas all wanna be famous |
Will I paint the picture until I paint it |
Talkin bout crazy like a R&B singer |
Like I go up for a week like a brand new Chrysler |
Better keep a eye, mean this a ranger |
Niggas got a problem, I suggest you get a handle |
Don’t light it up, you don’t wanna know what up |
This shit I got for you will be better for yo health |
I swear to God you don’t want it |
I swear to God you don’t want it |
Real talk, you don’t want it |
Real talk, you don’t want it |
But real niggas don’t fuck with ya’ll |
They don’t fuck with ya’ll, they don’t fuck with ya’ll |
Real niggas don’t fuck with ya’ll |
They don’t fuck with ya’ll, they don’t fuck with ya’ll |
Real bitches don’t fuck with ya’ll |
They don’t fuck with ya’ll, they don’t fuck with ya’ll |
Them bitches don’t fuck with ya’ll |
They don’t fuck with ya’ll, they don’t fuck with ya’ll |
Okay little niggas here in my clique |
And bad bitches on my dick |
I’ll be a stand up guy til I die |
And give a fuck who don’t like this shit |
The flavor I keep, ain’t nobody right here |
In a new drop big with hand white bitch |
Poor black kid, ain’t nobody like you |
Feel 4−5 brick when they blow to AC |
Bolt up, might catch yo body like clique |
Shoot them in the head, feed yo body to the fish |
And goddamn B let em now we got the blow still purr on the low |
Shawty ye ain’t even know |
I can give a damn bout whoever hatin on me |
Got some playin kid niggas and a few that can’t hold me |
Got some Alabama niggas, say you really don’t want it |
Remind them bad bitches always on it |
Anybody know me know I used to sell the G for a silent OZ |
But yo brain freeze 3, you can get a whole key |
But for a nigga on the roll you can cago leap |
One trip and where they at? |
Where they at? |
Less they call you |
Cameras all in it, bitch want 1−40 |
If it ain’t 100 cash in the bag I ain’t going to the club |
Fuck a little nigga, take him but they selling drugs |
So from Rio De Janeiro to Chicago we ain’t hear em |
Went missin my cheddar, Louie hella we appear |
Every time you see me I got 2 freaks with a new uzzi and the S I take |
Girl ya bad behavior, I suggest ya’ll behave |
My niggas tryna rob me for the automatic riddle |
Nigga go, God bless ya’ll niggas |
I arrest ya’ll niggas and be just that my niggas |
(Pre-Hook) |
I swear to God you don’t want it |
I swear to God you don’t want it |
Real talk, you don’t want it |
Real talk, you don’t want it |
(Hook) |
But real niggas don’t fuck with ya’ll |
They don’t fuck with ya’ll, they don’t fuck with ya’ll |
Real niggas don’t fuck with ya’ll |
They don’t fuck with ya’ll, they don’t fuck with ya’ll |
Real bitches don’t fuck with ya’ll |
They don’t fuck with ya’ll, they don’t fuck with ya’ll |
Them bitches don’t fuck with ya’ll |
They don’t fuck with ya’ll, they don’t fuck with ya’ll |
Fuck ya’ll niggas! |
You don’t like a nigga, put yo finger in my face, see what happenin there |
Ain’t nobody never touch me and it ain’t nobody never done nothing to me nigga |
Yea you talkin bout a nigga, shots fired nigga |
Hey man, hey man |
Don’t wanna talk man, don’t wanna talk |
Yea I’m done, yea I’m done |
I’m through with it |
I’m a let ya’ll sucka ass niggas man |
I’m a let ya’ll sucka ass niggas ahead of this shit, man I’m done |
I’m done |
Aye man |
I’m lyin, nigga Popeye a punk nigga |
I ain’t bullshittin, nigga he beat Bluto’s ass every episode |
I ain’t bullshittin my nigga |
Hey look, check this out my nigga |
I ain’t even, I’m a stop sayin anything bout anything man |
Any nigga ever came and got anything from me on credit nigga |
If you owe me money you’d better check these niggas |
Slap fire these now when they say something bout me |
I mean real talk man |
Every bitch I’ve been with man |
Goddamn if you hear her heart and I let you live |
Man you yell hard and I go soft on you man |
I’m for real man |
I coulda fucked you again bitch, I know I coulda |
You start screamin I lay it back, you know what I mean? |
I swear to God you don’t want it |
I swear to God you don’t want it |
Real talk, you don’t want it |
Real talk, you don’t want it |
But real niggas don’t fuck with ya’ll |
They don’t fuck with ya’ll, they don’t fuck with ya’ll |
Real niggas don’t fuck with ya’ll |
They don’t fuck with ya’ll, they don’t fuck with ya’ll |
Real bitches don’t fuck with ya’ll |
They don’t fuck with ya’ll, they don’t fuck with ya’ll |
Them bitches don’t fuck with ya’ll |
They don’t fuck with ya’ll, they don’t fuck with ya’ll |