Nobody lyrics

[Intro]
(XO think he all that)

[Chorus: Finesse2Tymes]
Ain't no n*gga (No n*gga), no n*gga (Nobody) never treat me like a sucker (Never that)
And if them n*ggas mad 'cause I ain't f*ckin' with 'em, tell them n*ggas I say f*ck 'em (f*ck all y'all)
Ain't no b*tch (No ho), no b*tch (Nan' b*tch) never said I was soft on 'em (Never ever)
I'm a player, eatin' shrimp and potato and feedin' these thot b*tches McDonalds (Let me get that)

[Post-Chorus: Finesse2Tymes]
I ain't never told 12 nothin' but, "Show me cell and give me my phone call" (Give me my phone call)
I ain't never lovеy-dovey with her, walk straight in the spot and makе take her thongs off
I ain't never (Never), never (Ever), never going back broke (Never ever)
If I don't know nothin' and all else fails, I'ma go break on a ho

[Verse 1: Finesse2Tymes]
That lil' n*gga ain't nobody (Nobody)
VVS Cartier, got me four, Audi (Four, Audi)
Got my respect out the streets, I ain't never had a n*gga go and cosign me (Nah)
I'm just pullin' these lil' n*ggas' coattails (Coattails)
I had two or three hoes at the motel (Motel)
Yeah, I'm street as it get and I'm rich as b*tch and I'm still eatin' chicken and Ro-Tel
Got on all of my jewelry in public, if it's meant to happen, then f*ck it, ain't doing no duckin'
Pimpin' like I'm David Ruffin, suck me like a suction, ride me like a motherf*ckin' Huffy (f*ckin' Huffy)
Reach for my chain and I'm stoppin' the show with this Glock 24, but I ain't gotta say that
Yeah, you already know I don't play that (Play that)
This sh*t is payback
They knew I was coming, they hate that (Hate that)
[Chorus: Finesse2Tymes]
Ain't no n*gga (No n*gga), no n*gga (Nobody) never treat me like a sucker (Never that)
And if them n*ggas mad 'cause I ain't f*ckin' with 'em, tell them n*ggas I say f*ck 'em (f*ck all y'all)
Ain't no b*tch (No ho), no b*tch (Nan' b*tch) never said I was soft on 'em (Never ever)
I'm a player, eatin' shrimp and potato and feedin' these thot b*tches McDonalds (Let me get that)
Ain't no n*gga (No n*gga), no n*gga (Nobody) never treat me like a sucker (Never that)
And if them n*ggas mad 'cause I ain't f*ckin' with 'em, tell them n*ggas I say f*ck 'em (f*ck all y'all)
Ain't no b*tch (No ho), no b*tch (Nan' b*tch) never said I was soft on 'em (Never ever)
I'm a player, eatin' shrimp and potato and feedin' these thot b*tches McDonalds (Let me get that)

[Verse 2: Finesse2Tymes & Gucci Mane]
f*ckin' this hot yellow b*tch from the back, look like Renni, I pull up on Rucci (Yeah)
Pourin' up thicker than mucus, we droppin' Wockeisha in strawberry smoothies (Yeah)
I'm super c*cky, I'm stiff on a ho
Where were you? I was jailin' with blicks in my coat (Blicks in my coat)
She postin' comments on all of my posts
Gotta pull up on me, eat my di*k at the door (At the door)
FOA, gotta f*ck on arrival
In any state, they know I got that fire
Too many Dracs, give a f*ck 'bout my priors
Gon' demonstrate, I put that on Rakiyah
I'm back and I'm better, they thought I was Beckham, somebody better tell 'em don't play with me, period (Play with me, period)
He want a verse for the cheap, I ain't hearin' it (I ain't hearin' it)
I ain't just talkin', I seen and experienced it (I seen it)
Fifty on teeth, hundred fifty a week, thirty-eight for a P, twenty-six for the Percs (Percs)
Treat this rap sh*t like the fifth and the first (First)
All this money keep comin', a gift and a curse (Curse)
Holdin' they nuts, they ain't wanna support me
These rap b*tches won't eat the di*k for a quarter (Quarter)
I'm sh*ttin' on the game with my di*k in the toilet (In the toilet)
If you ain't talkin' money, you soundin' distorted (Can't hear you, Go)
[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]
I started off local, so you never heard him
Tried to blackball me, I jumped every hurdle (Damn)
First week in prison, I witnessed a murder (What?)
Compound on lockdown, move slow as a turtle (Wow)
Keep all the roadies and free all the soldiers (Free 'em)
The streets is the industry, the industry's over
My ex keep on stalkin', she lookin' for closure
b*tch, you are my ex, ho, don't lose your composure
The future's a mystery, your past is your history, the only real gift is the present (Huh?)
And I can't never go broke, n*ggas go broke and that sh*t is depressing (Well, damn)
Gucci one deep in a three seater
Polite when I greet, but I don't need people
Fishtailin' in a Speedtail
Screamin', "f*ck 12," 'cause it's a V12
She told her n*gga a thousand lies
Tracker on her car, he a private eye (Wow)
Stalkin' her page like a thousand spies
This n*gga should work for the FBI (Damn)
I just made a cool M in Dubai
I'm Gucci George Jetson, I live in the sky (It's Gucci)
Don't put your hands on me 'less you wanna die
Don't speak on my name unless you wanna die (Wop)

[Outro: Gucci Mane]
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