CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : No But Yea

No I ain't off no xan
No we can't be friends
No I can't be your man
And no these ain't cheap pants
No these ain't no Vans
Yeah this 808 jump
Yeah I'm worth something
Yeah I ain't going for nothing
Turn that little boy to a puppet
Get on your knees and suck it
Scored on the pint, bucket
My grams look like nuggers
(?) my luggage
I gave that sh*t to my chauffer
10 thousand dollar sofa
My n***as shoot your n***as (?)
f**k is a shoe, these prada loafers
I'm kicking sh*t up in (?)
It's crunch time lil n***a, granola
I realized a lot of sh*t I'm getting older
I don't give a f**k 'bout no troller
We gone strike that boy with that Cobra
The Kel Tec sing like Alicia
Yeah I'm f**king on a lil Libra
Me and my b*t*h like Ike and Tina
Nut on her face like some Neutragena
Everybody f**k with me cause my demeanor
Finna hit Saks now and get cleaner
Bumping that back from the dead in a beamer
Gave that money back cause my money greener
Watch me pour my feeling in this liter
I'm fleeer than you in a wife beater
Hair blowing in a two seater
Can't cuff her she a eater
My d**k in her urethra
I just laugh, I just laugh, I just laugh
I just laugh, I just laugh, I just laugh
Haha, that n***a broke
I just laugh, that n***a broke haha