Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song U Ain't Goin Nowhere, artist - Young Buck.
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
U Ain't Goin Nowhere |
Now even though I might trick a little |
I know you love the way I work the middle |
You look good in them high heels girl |
You’re so hood, we in our lil' world |
Shoppin sprees overseas, you and me on a private flight |
Got a chance to be my wife if ya ass act right |
Gotta dance all night girl, you want that ice |
Everythang’s on me, yeah, I’m that type |
Marble floors in these elevator doors |
Sixteen bedrooms and all of 'em yours |
Let’s fuck all night, any position you like |
Thick coats by the Coach, black Bentley Azure |
I know sometimes a nigga might not make it home and it’s |
No reception, low bars, it ain’t on and I |
Keep doin this cause you don’t care |
Material girl that’ll always be there, ya ain’t goin nowhere |
Time and time I try to leave |
But I just can’t seem to leave yo' ass alone |
Don’t know why I can’t let you go |
And why I keep comin back for mo' |
I’m sayin this — life is good |
Got me up out the hood, but I’m so confused |
And I don’t know how much more of this |
Disrespect I can take from youuuuu |
And ya ain’t goin nowhere, how I know because I told you so |
And all that cryin shit stop when I’m down below |
Shit, I’m on top when you hit that O |
Now get that O, that’s what the fuck you came here fo' |
Now move that body all around like a professional |
Damn, shorty’s so flexible |
We can do it on the highway, I’m talkin 'bout sex to go |
Now how the fuck we get to Mexico? |
Yeah I bought that house, but now you talkin 'bout leavin |
You don’t wanna do that girl it’s pleasin season |
Heard your girls told you I’m fuckin up and that you need to get even |
But all you need is me, you don’t need them |
You know the game, maintain and do ya thang |
And tell them bitches worry 'bout they own man |
So when they start talkin like dat dere |
Tell them bitches get the fuck out your ear, cause you ain’t goin nowhere |
What did you dooooooooooo? |
What did ya do to me? |
(What did you do to me?) |
What did ya do to me? |
(To me, ha hah) |
What did ya do to me? |
(What did you do to me?) |
What did ya do to me? |
(To me, ha hah) |
You keep tellin me I make you sick |
But on some real shit, quit bitch, you love this dick |
And even if she did leave because of the way I act |
It be’s like that, fuck it she’ll be right back |
You and I both know, if you and I both go |
Our separate ways one thing’s for sho' |
If you ever get the nerve to pack your shit and walk up out that do' |
You ain’t never comin back no mo' |
She ain’t goin nowhere |
w/ ad libs |