Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Ain't No Tellin', artist - Lil Jon.
Date of issue: 11.06.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Ain't No Tellin' |
(Yeah, what's up?) |
Lil' Jon |
And my muthafuckin' nigga |
(Mac muthafuckin' Dre!) |
Let's go! |
It's been a minute since they heard you, Dre |
(Check this out! |
Finna get to some pimp playa shit on they punk asses though, you know?) |
Spit that shit, though |
Let's go! |
Ain't no tellin' |
No tellin' |
No tellin' what a bitch'll do! |
Ain't no tellin' |
No tellin' |
No t-no tellin' what a bitch'll do! |
Ain't no tellin' |
No tellin' |
No tellin' what a bitch'll do! |
Ain't no tellin' |
No tellin' |
No t-no tellin' what a bitch'll do! |
Whole lotta A shit, whole lotta Bay shit |
If you ain't gettin' hyphy in this bitch, then you're basic! |
Ain't no tellin' what she did, she ain't say shit |
I'm on that gas, on mama, got me higher than a spaceship! |
I got hella hoes and they all gettin' swooped (They all go!) |
I got a mean in the coupe (coupe!) |
Gettin' to that new Lil' Jon, Mac Dre shit |
Gettin' stupid, dumb, nigga, extra lit! |
She gon' pop that ass, shawty extra thick! |
And I'mma pop my collar 'cause I'm extra lit! |
Bring the bottles, do a split, you'll get some extra tips! |
And if the boppers outta pocket, we got extra chicks! |
We on stage, perkin' on stage |
I got two girls and they goin' both ways |
Asked her where she from, she said "Boy, I'm from the Bay!" |
Who her favorite rapper? |
She said, "Nigga, Mac Dre!" |
Ain't no tellin' |
No tellin' |
No tellin' what a bitch'll do! |
Ain't no tellin' |
No tellin' |
No t-no tellin' what a bitch'll do! |
Ain't no tellin' |
No tellin' |
No tellin' what a bitch'll do! |
Ain't no tellin' |
No tellin' |
No t-no tellin' what a bitch'll do! |
Mac named Dre is a big fool, sick fool |
And if you ain't down then suck my dick, fool |
I don't give a fuck about a nigga or bitch too |
I run with a big crew, and yeah, they sick too! |
As I get to bustin' this introduction |
Of mind corruption and rhyme seduction |
I spill and fill brains with game and mo' thangs |
Like them dope thangs and what that hoe bring |
Creep on Crest streets, speak on fresh beats |
Hit the motel, and freak on fresh sheets |
And wet sheets, is the end result |
Been killin' on cock since ten years old! |
See I blend this old game with this new |
And ain't no telling what a bitch'll do |
Now picture you in my position |
Steady getting sweated by the opposition |
Could you handle all this scandal |
And keep on steppin' like boots and sandals |
My handle, is young Mac Dre |
Silky Slim, is my A.K.A |
And you know that Bay is my rompin' grounds |
I mean stompin' grounds |
But I like the way Rompin' sounds! |
So I'ma keep it romp-related |
And if it ain't down with the romp, I hate it! |
Ain't no tellin' |
No tellin' |
No tellin' what a bitch'll do! |
Ain't no tellin' |
No tellin' |
No t-no tellin' what a bitch'll do! |
Ain't no tellin' |
No tellin' |
No tellin' what a bitch'll do! |
Ain't no tellin' |
No tellin' |
No t-no tellin' what a bitch'll do! |