Nore lyrics

[Intro]
Tsss...

[Chorus]
On my right racks, on my left racks no Noreaga
I ain't cuffin' no b*tch but I keep a pus*y with me like a bodega
That lil bitty b*tch dumb, she think I'm the one, shhh, I'm two player
I make that bitty b*tch run then go catch my c*m, I had to bouquet her

[Verse 1]
I chew on her pus*y like gum, that sh*t is yum, I had to soufflé her
I told her her man is a bum, she beggin' for crumbs, she getttin' no paper
I'm walkin' around with the Valentinos with the army fatigues, I got two flavors
I'm walkin' around with the Glock-9 in my Bravado jeans, I got new flavors, just in case for haters

[Chorus]
On my right racks, on my left racks no Noreaga
I ain't cuffin' no b*tch but I keep a pus*y with me like a bodega
That lil bitty b*tch dumb, she think I'm the one, shhh, I'm two player
I make that bitty b*tch run then go catch my c*m, I had to bouquet her

[Verse 2]
She tell me she wanna threesome, that's a air one, I had to 2K her
I f*ck on that b*tch in her c*nt, then she get punked just like a Oakland Raider
I kick that lil bitty b*tch out, then when I'm done I had to Liu Kang her
My diamonds they shine like the sun, no Obi Wan, my sh*t look like lightsabers, no Dark Vader
[Chorus]
On my right racks, on my left racks no Noreaga
I ain't cuffin' no b*tch but I keep a pus*y with me like a bodega
That lil bitty b*tch dumb, she think I'm the one, shhh, I'm two player
I make that bitty b*tch run then go catch my c*m, I had to bouquet her

[Verse 3]
I never lie, I'm the truth sayer
I f*ck dimes, I'm a true player
I'm a vet, you a new player
You upset, you a new hater
Carti' frames on my aviators
Valentinos, these not no gators
I just be gettin' this sh*t, didn't have a pot to p*ss, now my chain look like p*ss
I just be gettin' this sh*t, she used to call me hit, now she want me to hit
I just be gettin' this sh*t, she used to be a b*tch, now she wanna be my b*tch
I just be gettin' this sh*t, she used to the sh*t, now she ain't on sh*t

[Outro]
Tsss..
Haha
Huh
Nore