This Ain’t That lyrics

by

T-Pain


[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Aww Yeahhhhh
Whoooo
Hey!

[Hook]
I know you done have a lot of n*ggas spend money on you
You super cute so I get it
Now I know why all these b*tches acting funny on you
Let me tell you what baby
This ain't that, that, that, that, that, that, huh
That sh*t trash, trash, trash, trash, trash, trash, oh nah baby
This ain't that, that, that, that, that, that, oh yeah baby
That sh*t trash, trash, trash, trash, trash, trash
Oh lawd looky here, looky here baby

[Verse 1]
See I know you been lied to (you been lied to yeah)
You know you want to ride that di*k
So imma give you something you could ride to
Oh yeah baby ride that sh*t
They say that I'm the truth and the sad news
I blow your back like the roof on a 'lac do
Matter of fact I just might just bring the Cadillac through it
You gone let me do whatever hoops let Shaq do
This ain't... (Hey)
None of that regular
What some money for that head I could settle huh
Ohhh
She too tired
Face in the pillow she just forget the money
It's whatever bruh
Whoa
[Bridge]
Baby you so use to f*cking with them other n*ggas
You ain't f*cking with no winners
Then you wonder why you lose
Cause you ain't moving right and imma show you here

[Hook]
I know you done have a lot of n*ggas spend money on you
You super cute so I get it
Now I know why all these b*tches acting funny on you
Let me tell you what baby
This ain't that, that, that, that, that, that, huh
That sh*t trash, trash, trash, trash, trash, trash, oh nah baby
This ain't that, that, that, that, that, that, oh yeah baby
That sh*t trash, trash, trash, trash, trash, trash
Oh yeah looky here baby

[Verse 2]
They said your attitude stank
b*tch you try to microwave fish
You think you fine but you ain't
That body suit looking like a bag full of bricks
They say that I'm the truth in the city, hoe
And you can't handle the truth, you a silly hoe
Every b*tch that's in my crew got a billy hoe
So walk away now and I could let you down gently hoe
This ain't nun of them square ass n*ggas
Tell them holla at me, we could square up n*gga
We can do it right now, put your bread up n*gga
Choppa down, three rounds, keep your head up n*gga (yeah)
[Bridge]
Baby you so use to f*cking with them other n*ggas
You ain't f*cking with no winners
Then you wonder why you lose
Cause you ain't moving right and imma show you here

[Hook]
I know you done have a lot of n*ggas spend money on you
You super cute so I get it
Now I know why all these b*tches acting funny on you
Let me tell you what baby
This ain't that, that, that, that, that, that, huh
That sh*t trash, trash, trash, trash, trash, trash, oh nah baby
This ain't that, that, that, that, that, that, oh yeah baby
That sh*t trash, trash, trash, trash, trash, trash
Oh nah baby
This ain't that, that, that, that, that, that, oh yeah baby
That sh*t trash, trash, trash, trash, trash, trash
Oh nah baby
This ain't that, that, that, that, that, that, oh yeah baby
That sh*t trash, trash, trash, trash, trash, trash
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