Lyrics No I'm Not Dat Nigga - "Mista Dj Paul, Juicy "Low Down" J, Gangsta Boo

No I'm Not Dat Nigga

No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
Let’s take a trip to East High and talk about a bitch
Who claims she’s a model but I think her hobby’s suckin' dick
Always talkin' about what she can and gonna do
But I prefer the freaky bitch to lay me down and chew
If a nigga see you in a hallway they all say
Put the ho on the house and out the way
Juicy J is the type a nigga that your hoes don’t wanna diss
White Haven target bitch, take a sip of my piss
And to that other stupid bitch that go to Ferly
With the natural curly who wasn’t givin' a nigga nothin burly
Come to my crib and maybe yet you can come to the hideout
And let a nigga fuck ya inside out
(I got) in my short dog, gold fangs hittin' the strip
Searching for a girl who works at Captain D’s talkin' shit
Who said I did nothin' for her mane, you’s a fuckin' slut
I’m not that nigga that’ll be witcha all hugged up, bitch
No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with ya butt
I’m the one walkin' away when yo' mouth is full of nutt
Freaky freak material hoes, think they called gold diggers
Always on a nigga’s nuts, always try to juice a nigga
(Buy me this, buy me that) Bitch, I can’t buy you jack
But I got fee for a room and some jimmy hats
If you wanna play around and tease I don’t want the cat
Dropped her off, called up another fuckin' hood rat
This is the girl my nigga said had a deadly bite
Likes to get drunk as a skunk and comes out at night
Creepin' through Cherokee, real slow, low key
Standin' in the driveway, now it’s time for a nigga like me
To get the bitch to do me up, chew me up, real sweet
Slob on the knob, yeah you niggas know the masterpiece
Once again on the hoe stroll, tryna lay pole
To a stupid dyke lookin' bitch, twenty-three-years-old
Working at Sam’s Town Casino, maybe Lady Luck
But I’m not that nigga that be with you all hugged up, yeah
No I’m not that nigga that be hugged up with you, but
I’m the one walkin' away with your mouth my nuts