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Alamo Records - No Wannabes Lyrics

[Intro]
Bless you Andy

[Chorus]
I ain't one of these rap nigga wannabes
Legs on the Bentley like a centipede
Her ass stay jumpin', fuck a trampoline
Mint cream pussy, yeah, Mickey D's
Lotta milk, nutted on the double D's
Percocet hard like Triple Cs
Slide in the pussy like I laid down Vaseline
Picture that pussy on the front of every magazine
Way she got water gon' fill my canteen
Every hood baby need 'em a city girl
Iced out chain, buss' down, rock no pearls
The way she ride dick I can call her a cowgirl
This lil' bitch on the block like a [?] flare

[Post-Chorus]
Let it be known
Poppin' that shit she keep mindin' her own
Rich nigga, I bag her, don't need a loan
Caught her vibes on the other side of the Zone

[Verse 1]
Rich lil' bitch, that gon' suck that dick
City girl, talk that shit, deadass thick
I'm the type to get her ass fixed
Put lil' diamonds on her wrist
I do not flex for no bitch
She fuck with me just for the way I kick it
I don't run from that pussy, no Forrest Gump
Keep a couple thousand on, Givenchy
Creed smell on the Givenchy
Yeah, we drunk so it's sex, then assist
Straight pullin' up, no textin'
In the SRT yeah the Hellcat screamin'
I'm gettin' my dick wet
In the back of the show, he ask where his bitch at
Big boss, monkey nuts on the kill-tec
Three-tone [?]with me filled with buckets
Smoke, beef and all, we eat that
Bad ass baby like the Rugrat
Turnin' up for that nigga, just gimme my nut back
Pick up my chains, my dick, baby suck that
L.A. show vibed out with a [?]
Her baby daddy broke, he hang were the crowd at
Racks on the table, too much, I can't sort it
I'm fuckin' these bitches by doubles and orgies
[Chorus]
I ain't one of these rap nigga wannabes
Legs on the Bentley like a centipede
Her ass stay jumpin', fuck a trampoline
Mint cream pussy, yeah, Mickey D's
Lotta milk, nutted on the double D's
Percocet hard like Triple Cs
Slide in the pussy like I laid down Vaseline
Picture that pussy on the front of every magazine
Way she got water gon' fill my canteen
Every hood baby need 'em a city girl
Iced out chain, buss' down, rock no pearls
The way she ride dick I can call her a cowgirl
This lil' bitch on the block like a [?] flare

[Post-Chorus]
Let it be known
Poppin' that shit she keep mindin' her own
Rich nigga, I bag her, don't need a loan
Caught her vibes on the other side of the Zone

[Verse 2]
I shoot the block like a Kodak
We bout the smoke when it come to the course
Bentley the Porsche
I'm lost in the sets, soon as I got outta there had me a Hellcat
I pulled up on Lotto and bag up the real shit
Before I rock the show they bring me my backend
Hypnotized spendin', now I'm just starin'
With Glocks and dracos, know we ain't lackin'
I am no wannabe, fuck all these rappers
Racks gettin' thicker than mo'fuckin' chapters
Bitch got a stove in the hood like some chapter
Yo girl savin' hoes like they walked in the trap
I done ran in fake and got real with these rappers
Yo bitch, my bitch, mobbin' dick and eatin' semen
I get her a son just to get in her kidneys
I come in the Lamb 'for I come in the Bentley
I leave the kitchen stankin', that's some chimney
We got gas bags in the fridges
I don't fuck with nobody, they burn they bridges
She lovin' you, on my dick, she be kissin'
I'm with some real slimes and they hissin'
Set up a rat nigga they ready to get it
Rich Gang tatted on me long live [?]
Got so used to paper, nigga I piss it
[Chorus]
I ain't one of these rap nigga wannabes
Legs on the Bentley like a centipede
Her ass stay jumpin', fuck a trampoline
Mint cream pussy, yeah, Mickey D's
Lotta milk, nutted on the double D's
Percocet hard like Triple Cs
Slide in the pussy like I laid down Vaseline
Picture that pussy on the front of every magazine
Way she got water gon' fill my canteen
Every hood baby need 'em a city girl
Iced out chain, buss' down, rock no pearls
The way she ride dick I can call her a cowgirl
This lil' bitch on the block like a [?] flare

[Post-Chorus]
Let it be known
Poppin' that shit she keep mindin' her own
Rich nigga, I bag her, don't need a loan
Caught her vibes on the other side of the Zone