Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Problem, artist - Tokyo JetzDate of issue: 29.09.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
No Problem |
| Like let me get him |
| Need no nigga for no paper |
| Can you holla? |
| Nigga, I don’t need yo problems, nah, fuck that |
| You prolly got a bitch, come wit' a kid |
| Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib |
| And I ain’t got no time to chill wit no pussy |
| Like let me get him |
| Need no nigga for no paper |
| Can you holla? |
| Nigga, I don’t need yo problems, nah, fuck that |
| You prolly got a bitch, come wit' a kid |
| Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib |
| And I ain’t got no time to chill wit' no pussy |
| I can’t be fuckin wit' no niggas |
| That be fuckin wit' no bitch |
| 'Cause my pussy way too good to let you put it in yo mix |
| Wit' yo messy ass BM |
| In my DM |
| Steady reaching bitch, you tweakin' |
| Goin' live end that shit |
| Bitch, go inside |
| Call yo nigga, set him straight |
| Bitch, you can’t put me in my place |
| You ain’t even on my level |
| This like dancin' wit' the devil |
| He ain’t tell me shit about you ole stupid ass (Stupid ass) |
| I see you lurking on fake pages ole groupie ass (Ole groupie ass) |
| Please don’t make me hurt yo feelings |
| Don’t come at me as a woman |
| Bitch, don’t put me in yo business |
| Give no fuck about yo children |
| Split that pussy nigga lip |
| Kick him out hoe, make a move |
| Cause bitch I ain’t for playing games |
| But I ain’t never played to lose |
| Like let me get him |
| Need no nigga for no paper |
| Can you holla? |
| Nigga, I don’t need yo problems, nah, fuck that |
| You prolly got a bitch, come wit' a kid |
| Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib |
| And I ain’t got no time to chill wit' no pussy |
| Like let me get him |
| Need no nigga for no paper |
| Can you holla? |
| Nigga, I don’t need yo problems, nah, fuck that |
| You prolly got a bitch, come wit' a kid |
| Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib |
| And I ain’t got no time to chill wit' no pussy |
| Aye picture this |
| We outta town |
| We took a trip 'cause we was bored |
| We on the phone late night |
| He tryna tell me he in love |
| Bitch, he tryna meet my momma |
| I done let him 'round lil' Aiden |
| Pussy nigga met my daddy |
| He want me to have his baby, nah, fuck that |
| Swear he ain’t got no bitch |
| But she all on Facebook |
| She posting pictures wit' his jhits |
| And I just blocked his number |
| He keep callin' back to back |
| Hoe, I just did you a favor |
| How you actin' like you mad, dizzy bitch |
| I shoulda just been petty |
| Picked up like we busy, bitch |
| Goddamn, you aggravating |
| Leave me alone |
| I sent his dog ass home |
| And you love his dog ass |
| She like this where he belong |
| Bitch, you dumber than I thought (Than I thought) |
| Like let me get him |
| Need no nigga for no paper |
| Can you holla? |
| Nigga, I don’t need yo problems, nah, fuck that |
| You prolly got a bitch, come wit' a kid |
| Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib |
| And I ain’t got no time to chill wit' no pussy |
| Like let me get him |
| Need no nigga for no paper |
| Can you holla? |
| Nigga, I don’t need yo problems, nah, fuck that |
| You prolly got a bitch, come wit' a kid |
| Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib |
| And I ain’t got no time to chill wit' no pussy |