Nann (instrumental) lyrics

by

Trick Daddy


Hell no, I don't wanna holla at no motherf*ckin' trick
He all over there smelling like boonk and Hennesey and sh*t
Hell no

I'm saying though
What you got a playa back there
Just trying to say what's up

Hell no
I don't wanna holla at him
That's alright

Hold up b*tch
Hold up b*tch
Hold up hoe
Check it out

Hoe, you don't know nann n*gga uh-uh that'll represent like me
Who'll say some sh*t like me, one who'll lay the di*k like me
b*tch, you don't know nann n*gga uh-uh who do the sh*t that I do
Run through yo whole lil' crew, pay for it if I got to

Hoe you don't know nann n*gga uh-uh that'll run off in yo house
Put the gun off in yo mouth blow yo motherf*cking brains out
b*tch, you don't know nann n*gga uh-uh who'll fall off in the club
Free drinks for the show some love take the bar home for the thugs
b*tch, you don't know nann n*gga uh-uh who know mo' n*ggas than me
Who do mo' killings than me and weigh mo' dope dealings than me
b*tch, you don't know nann n*gga uh-uh
b*tch, you don't know nann n*gga uh-uh

You don't know nann n*gga that dress fresher than me
And you don't know nann n*gga that wear mo' Polo sh*t than me
b*tch, you don't know nann n*gga uh-uh who do mo' freaky stuff
Eat the coochie wit the legs up then I blow it all in yo butt

And I don't know nann hoe uh-uh who liked the di*k like you
Who'll bite the di*k like you on a dikey b*tch like you
And I don't like a b*tch like you, I'll fight a b*tch like you
Ol' trifling b*tch like you ain't no telling what you might do
b*tch, you don't know nann n*gga uh-uh
Hoe, you don't know nann n*gga uh-uh

Uh-uh-uh
Hold up, who the f*ck this n*gga think he is?
He got me f*cked up
I ain't ashamed of nothing I do
Hold up, check this sh*t out

You don't know nann hoe uh-uh don' been the places I been
Who can spend the grands that I spend f*ck bout 5 or 6 best friends
And you don't know nann hoe uh-uh that's off the chain like me
That'll floss the thang like me on a awful thang like me
Now you don't know nann hoe uh-uh that sell more ass than me
You know nann hoe that'll make you come like me
n*gga you don't know nann hoe uh-uh that don' tried all types of sh*t
Who quick to deep throat the di*k and let another b*tch straight lick the clit

Now you don't know nann hoe uh-uh that'll keep it wet like me
Make it come back to back like me lick a n*gga nut sack like me
Now you don't know nann hoe uh-uh that'll ride the di*k on the dime
Who love to f*ck all the time one who's pus*y is fatter than mine
b*tch you don't know nann hoe

"Hold up baby, hold up what you said you'll do b*tch?"
"n*gga you heard what I motherf*cking said"
"Well baby if you gon' be doin' all this then you need to be on my team
'Cuz I'm the realest n*gga you motherf*cking know"

"Well if you want me, you know how to find me
Taterhead got the number"
"Tater boy, bet they help Tater boy
Ha ha ha hah"
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