Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Say No More, artist - Papoose.
Date of issue: 02.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Say No More |
While you were sitting down 'round broke waiting on your stimmy |
I was in the mansion sipping on some Henny |
Knocking that surround sound, listening to Biggie |
Jumped in the pool with the and Remy |
Forgot I have a phone in my pocket, how silly |
Switched the sim card, put the sim in like Diggy |
Fish tank’s built in the wall looking pretty |
Fireplace burning, sending smoke through the chimney |
Mix matching brands, wifey pantyhose Vicky |
Bathrobe Versace, but the house slippers Fendi |
Used to do flips on the mattress that was pissy |
Now I got a bed that was flown in from Sicily |
Not sure if I’ma get the 'Rarri or the Bentley |
Might just get both, man I’m feeling kinda picky |
Hand full of ass, mouth full of titties |
Sucking on them breasts so hard, they got a hicky |
I am the hustle and I’m from the grind |
I don’t complain that the mountain too high, homie, I come to climb |
I gross money, but it wasn’t mine |
Now it’s not gross, it’s all net like Michael Jordan from the line |
I’m like Stevie when it come to mine |
Not Stevie Wonder, Stevie J, I got faith I wasn’t blind |
I had a deal when I wasn’t signed |
'Cause I was signed to the streets, made more cake than Duncan Hines |
I’m way different when it come to rhymes |
I’m special like my homie from Brooklyn, shout out to Busta Rhymes |
Niggas try to disrespect me, say no more |
Said they’ll go do something when they catch me, say no more |
All this talking, no action, man, I don’t play no more |
We gon' do it, then let’s get to it, nigga, say no more |
I got a lot of haters, they only got me greater |
Man I clean up nice, I wear a lot of Gators |
I’ll have you calling the cops, begging the operator |
I can’t take bullshit, I’m not a tolerator |
A person do something for you and couple hours later |
They throw it back in your face, then that was not a favor |
The cops ran up on me, they said, «I got you, gangster |
Is anything in your pocket sharp? |
Am I in danger?» |
I said, «no», I lied, he started wildin' major |
He cut his hand in my pocket, I had a lot of razors |
I break the truth down like a denominator |
Hit me on Facebook, I am the moderator |
Niggas want to have a collision, I tell them we could clash |
Shatter your whole windshield, you will eat the glass |
Hit and run, no evidence, they ain’t see the crash |
Raise your hand before you talk to me when I’m teaching class |
Can’t beat them, join them, nah, homie, you’re speaking trash |
Can’t beat them, I’ma keep fighting until I beat their ass |
Suck a dick, no homo |
You be sucking P cock, NBC logo |
Niggas try to disrespect me, say no more |
Said they’ll go do something when they catch me, say no more |
All this talking, no action, man, I don’t play no more |
We gon' do it, then let’s get to it, nigga, say no more |