n*ggas lyrics

[Intro]:
Mommy you’re so cute! Hehe!
Say it one more time…
Mommy you’re so cute!

[Verse 1 - BbyMutha]:
Why you on me? You don’t wanna me n*gga
Why acting like you know me? You don’t know me n*gga
Ain’t you s’pposed to be my homie? Why the f*ck you leave me lonely?
Imma get it by my only, rolling, smoking, getting stoney
I’m a easy, breezy, ghetto b*tch - coke all in my pinky nail
Loving you was easy, you was gassing me for wedding bells
Eat it ‘till I’m sleepy, di*k it down and rinse repeat it
I thought you was what I needed, guess I really needed reefer
Imma cut this sh*t and f*ck these n*ggas over after this
Imma step my pus*y up and get some money after this
Imma clear my head - I’m tweaking, tripping acid in the whip
I ain’t driving though, my demons got me - keep ‘em on my hip
I’m just acting like we never even happened, for real
I’m just smoking through the pressure, I’m just trying not to text ya
Get your other b*tch to bless ya, I’m not one for competition
I can’t stand a broken promise, thought you was a realer n*gga
Why you on me? You don’t want me n*gga
Why you acting like I’m special? You don’t know me n*gga
Ain’t you say you’ll never leave me? Why’d you dip without a reason?
You forgot it’s Mutha Season, bouncing back cause i’ont need ya, yeah
[Chorus] (x2):
f*ck these other n*ggas, I’ont want another n*gga
f*ck these other n*ggas, I’ont need another n*gga, yeah
f*ck these other n*ggas, I ain’t f*cking with these n*ggas
I got nothing for these n*ggas, f*ck these other n*ggas, yeah

[Verse 2 - Tee]:
Girl you know I’m smoother than your legs when you prepare for me to come get in yo bed
Never claim clear more like it was what I said
We getting money big [?]
Smoking weed, you doing acid that sh*t getting to your head
Don’t remember telling you I love you… more like I love the sh*t that you do
Put my dope up for me (yeah)
Roll my dope up ugly
But you know we smoking something
Keep it gangsta - don’t know nothing!
Every time we get to fussing other hoes become the subject
Now she like “I can’t press you, I ain’t OD n*gga”
She like “you think you f*cking special... and I don’t eat cereal”
“You ‘bout talk all the sh*t you gon’ do, f*ck that - show me n*gga!”
It always has the same ending, this sh*t don’t be serious
But she up [?]

[Chorus] (x2):
f*ck these other n*ggas, I’ont want another n*gga
f*ck these other n*ggas, I’ont need another n*gga, yeah
f*ck these other n*ggas, I ain’t f*cking with these n*ggas
I got nothing for these n*ggas, f*ck these other n*ggas, yeah