Never Had It (feat. Young Dolph)

Young Thug, Young Dolph2015年4月16日

歌詞

Never Had It - Young Thug/Young Dolph

P**sy niggas actin' like they never had sh*t

All these b**ches actin' like they never had sh*t

 

I got a bad b**ch she said she always had sh*t

All these flawless diamonds yeah they're lookin' glassy

Catch that ni**a slippin' I'ma do 'em nasty

Check out my attire this expensive fabric

 

We can wrestle just like Randy Savage

 

My jewelry as cold as an

The kush that I smoke'll blow your lungs out

I'ma watching like it's a firehouse

All your b**ches that's busted they live in your house

What goes up come down my ni**a north south

I done ran up them M's without a tour now

She done stepped up her game Christian couture now

 

These niggas thought that they knew it

But they don't know it now

I swear to God they're pursuin' at all my shows now

 

Hopped out my bed and hopped right in a foreign

 

B**ch don't get close this a mothaf**kin' warning

 

Suck that dick good I'm the mothaf**kin' warden

 

She runnin' away from my w**d like it farted

She don't wanna swallow so I put it on her neck

I beat that p**sy up she loud as a parade

I got 1 million but only 10 in the bank

I taste a sample I only buy if it's dank

I cook fishscale

It sang to her same time like Tank

 

I was born in '91

23 years old with a whole lotta stank

5 star mothaf**ka

Baby can you feel my pain

All my diamonds need to be drained

I got a gangsta b**ch that's gon' bang

And I got racks up I can't complain

And all my dogs they're dirty check for mange

And all I gotta do is reserve your brains

I'm a gangsta my nuts they gone hang

Who said you was straight

Boy you need to be retained

 

P**sy niggas actin' like they never had sh*t

All these b**ches actin' like they never had sh*t

I got a bad b**ch she said she always had sh*t

All these flawless diamonds yeah they're lookin' glassy

Catch that ni**a slippin' I'ma do 'em nasty

Check out my attire this expensive fabric

 

We can wrestle just like Randy Savage

 

My jewelry as cold as an

 

The kush that I smoke'll blow your lungs out

I'ma watching like like it's a firehouse

All your b**ches that's busted they live in your house

What goes up come down my ni**a north south

I done ran up them M's without a tour now

She done stepped up her game Christian couture now

These niggas thought that they knew it

But they don't know it

I swear to God they're pursuin' at all my shows

 

Took the Rollie off put the Breitling back on

Walk in the room and I cut the lights on

Why you spending like that

Cause I ain't ever had sh*t

This that real ni**a paper Ralph YSL sh*t

Never loved a b**ch but I love money

In the church payin' my tithes with drug money

Went and got a new plug

Got mama a new house

And a couple new coupes

That's how a young ni**a live

Couple b**ches good w**d that how a ni**a chill

Top floor penthouse still crackin' seals

Them Houston niggas be like "That young ni**a trill"

Them New York niggas say that young ni**a ill

 

My mama always told me dress to kill

 

My uncle always told me pack the steel

That ni**a Thugger that's my mothaf**kin' brotha

From a motherf**kin' other

I'ma show you how to make magic

 

The f**k is you mad at

Got your b**ch dancin' all in my spot with no panties

I said B**ch where your mothaf**kin' man at

F**k that where your friends at Dammit

Sold 50 piece hold it have to bag it

That little b**ch you lovin' on I been had it

Pull up in a new drop that thang nasty

Mama call all my big booty b**ches trashy

P**sy niggas actin' like they never had sh*t

All these b**ches actin' like they never had sh*t

I got a bad b**ch she said she always had sh*t

All these flawless diamonds yeah they're lookin' glassy

Catch that ni**a slippin' I'ma do 'em nasty

Check out my attire this expensive fabric

 

We can wrestle just like Randy Savage

 

My jewelry as cold as an

The kush that I smoke'll blow your lungs out

I'ma watching like like it's a firehouse

All your b**ches that's busted they live in your house

What goes up come down my ni**a north south

I done ran up them M's without a tour now

She done stepped up her game Christian couture now

These niggas thought that they knew it

But they don't know it now

I swear to God they're pursuin' at all my shows now

 

***歌詞來自第三方***