No Mo lyrics

[Chorus]
She don’t wanna hear that trap sh*t no more
She told me play some sh*t that make her feel good
She don’t wanna hear that trap sh*t no more
She told me, “Play some sexy sh*t,” I said, “I could”
Sexy sh*t for your sexy b*tch, sexy b*tch
Ayy, ayy, okay, okay, do it

[Verse]
I seen your b*tch at the Texaco, she a sexy ho
I took a trip out to Mexico, came out my check, you know?
Get it right back on these f*ck n*ggas, they don’t like that
Hop out this Benz, I bet your b*tch bite back, uh
Whatcha’ say? I got hoes in New Orleans
I’m they favorite player, tryna get picked up for my team
Watch me dunk on you squares, I’ll throw that hook like I’m Kareem
High percentage, no prayers, my game sealed tight, I’m on a beam
I work the work from the stairs, audio dope, I serve them fiends (I serve them fiends)
I’ll get you right, shot my hoes up by the night (Up by the night)
This Cooley Mack, raise my cup and tilt my hat (I tilt my hat)
Don’t need no manners, I’m bringin’ this pimpin’ back (This pimpin’ back)
This be that sway, super fly, pimp-pimp hooray (Pimp-pimp hooray)
I do my dance but wash my gators like some J’s (Like some J’s)
Don’t catch this face send my gangsta b*tches spray

[Chorus]
She don’t wanna hear that trap sh*t no more
She told me play some sh*t that make her feel good
She don’t wanna hear that trap sh*t no more
She told me, “Play some sexy sh*t,” I said, “I could”
Sexy sh*t for your sexy b*tch, sexy b*tch
Ayy, ayy, okay, okay, do it
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