Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song You Ain't Fly, artist - T.I.. Album song King, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.03.2006
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Grand hustle
Song language: English
You Ain't Fly |
Ay man, it a lot of cats out here man |
These cats imposters man, these cats impersonating ballers man, I'm telling you man |
These nigga really broke out here on the low |
You do not have to lie to kick it man, I swear man. |
Hey... |
Ya lyin' bout that dough you say you got |
You ain't fly |
Wit them cloudy ass rocks in ya watch |
You ain't fly |
See, you imitatin' cats who really hot but |
You ain't fly |
Man, you niggas need to stop you know you barely getting by |
You ain't fly |
Ya lyin' bout that dough you say you getting' |
You ain't fly |
In you monkey suits, swearin that you pimpin' |
You ain't fly |
Seriously pimpin', stop your bullshitin' |
You ain't fly |
Out here flexin' for them bitches when you barely getting by |
I hate to see a nigga on some dummy shit |
Talking big money shit |
Livin' wit his mom, swear God that he runnin' shit |
Hey listen, I ain't the one you wanna talk money wit |
Cause I run through and look at you like, “Where the money at?” |
You ought be ashamed of you chain, I'm makin' fun of that |
Charm flickin' from time to time tryin to shine |
My shit up under my shirt and you admirin' mine |
Whoever told you that bullshit, will fly you a line |
I got a watch wit no diamonds |
Cost twice as much as that bullshit you wear when you call yourself shining |
And your ring, “Boy stop it” |
You need to take that neck bullshit chain and put them both in your pocket |
Ya lyin' bout that dough you say you got |
You ain't fly |
Wit them cloudy ass rocks in ya watch |
You ain't fly |
See, you imitatin' cats who really hot but |
You ain't fly |
Man, you niggas need to stop you know you barely getting by |
You ain't fly |
Ha, these niggas tickle me |
“Why the gotta kick it like they rich, to me?” |
I been doin' this since I was six, so this ain't shit to me |
Man, I been fly since junior high and elementary |
My uncles raised a G |
But my daddy made a pimp of me |
I never been a wannabe |
I'm everything you wannabe |
As long as bitches lookin |
I'mma give 'em what they wanna see |
Your outfit cost less than my underclothes |
Ya ride ain't shit man, I put my bitch in one of those |
My rides ridiculous, five and sixes |
Had the Rolls Royce, til I decided to switch it |
Now I'm in the Maybach |
Notice mines extended |
Feet kicked up, curtains closed, mind your business nigga |
Ya lyin' bout that dough you say you got |
You ain't fly |
Wit them cloudy ass rocks in ya watch |
You ain't fly |
See, you imitatin' cats who really hot but |
You ain't fly |
Man, you niggas need to stop you know you barely getting by |
You ain't fly |
Ya lyin' bout that dough you say you getting' |
You ain't fly |
In you monkey suits, swearin that you pimpin' |
You ain't fly |
Seriously pimpin', stop your bullshitin' |
You ain't fly |
Out here flexin' for them bitches when you barely getting by |