Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Anna Nuttin, artist - Merky Ace. Album song Catch up, Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 18.02.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Tunecore
Song language: English
Anna Nuttin |
| Anna nuttin' |
| I turned nuttin' to something, now my name’s buzzing |
| She giving me slow migraine loving |
| And I ain’t rushing her |
| Not at all, hold on, got a call |
| So let me get right to it |
| All that’s cell-sight beef |
| Dem man are soft and sweet like Chewits |
| My team are on-sight, not cell-sight |
| Me, I’ve been well nice |
| Hell raiser |
| They don’t wanna see hell rise |
| I’m in Well Street and I’m well neat |
| The girls think I’m well nice |
| Anna nuttin', my cousin, cause I was born in the Homerton |
| I was well light |
| Too many man hate, too many man snaking me |
| Anna nuttin', anna nuttin' |
| There’s only one me, there’s no need for vacancies |
| Anna nuttin', anna nuttin' |
| I still do my stuff, your wifey, she flew by us |
| Anna nuttin', it’s nuttin' |
| I don’t see no threat cause he thinks that he knows best |
| Anna nuttin' |
| Anna nuttin', it’s nada, I’mma bark off |
| Feeling hot like lava, shelling gaza |
| Man are badman, yeah, just like my farda |
| But it’s new age, so man ah move smarter |
| Have him hopping on toes just like a dancer |
| If you touch one of mine inna my corner |
| Man ah dead him on sight |
| Ain’t gonna be no coming back after |
| I find pockets that you can’t find, in and out of beats |
| I be in and out of streets to the knowledge of police |
| I’m broke on my face but I’m firm on my feet |
| Getting it in, getting it in |
| Split it down the middle with my bretherins |
| If you ain’t one of them then you won’t get a thing |
| I’ll ditch for a bitch and the sweets and a stick for a pagan |
| Niggas wouldn’t really know kinda like Nathan, beat five |
| Hooked up to a hospital machine-wise |
| Heart replacements, set in a place that pussy place making |
| No point death faking cuh |
| When he’s on the floor, I will blaze him |
| Silly likkle possum |
| Fake shottas letting the onions go rotten |
| Cuh they don’t want us to find out that they got 'em |
| Cuh we rob 'em if we clock 'em |
| Too many man hate, too many man snaking me |
| Anna nuttin', anna nuttin' |
| There’s only one me, there’s no need for vacancies |
| Anna nuttin', anna nuttin' |
| I still do my stuff, your wifey, she flew by us |
| Anna nuttin', it’s nuttin' |
| I don’t see no threat cause he thinks that he knows best |
| Anna nuttin' |
| Anna nuttin', it’s nada, I’mma bark off |
| Feeling hot like lava, shelling gaza |
| Man are badman, yeah, just like my farda |
| But it’s new age, so man ah move smarter |
| Have him hopping on toes just like a dancer |
| If you touch one of mine inna my corner |
| Man ah dead him on sight |
| Ain’t gonna be no coming back after |