No No lyrics

[Verse 1: Mibbs]
She in the club, she rocking those Manolos
Spill cranberry juice over my clothes, bro
My man Tip said, yo, that's a low blow
I'll get her ass back later on the low low
I'm at the bar buying drinks, hope I don't go broke
'Cause if I run out of cash, then that's a no no
And then them hoes go, to the next n*gga
But I'm the best, n*gga, I got my mojo

[Verse 2: Like and Mibbs]
I'm usually laced up in the Polo
We used to bang out beat tapes in the 4-4
I used to f*ck with this hood rat named Coco
She stole all of my sh*t and dipped like Flo-Jo
I f*ck with [?] fried chicken and Mojo's
I stopped f*cking with Tribe when thеy went solo
Nah, I'm just playing, Tip, you still my bros though
For all these gay n*ggas yеlling no homo
We make the motherf*cking paper by the boatload
And got your girlfriend shaking like a go-go
Stripper, take a couple pictures from my phone though
And then the bouncer kicked me out, like that's a no no

[Chorus: Mibbs]
Man, he can't do that (That's a no no)
You got too much swag (That's a no no)
Your whole style is lame (That's a no no)
You all sound the same (That's a no no)
Man, why your jewelry fake? (That's a no no)
Why them n*ggas gotta hate? (That's a no no)
Why your girl so ugly? (That's a no no)
You ain't getting money? (That's a no no)
[Post-Chorus]
Can you say La City
(I don't f*ck with that)
Can you say La City
(I don't f*ck with that)
Can you say La City
(I don't f*ck with that)
Can you say La City
(I don't f*ck with that)

[Verse 3: BeYoung]
I ain't that n*gga all swolled up, all doughed up
Baby hair when a n*gga know he grown up
Genuine sideburns with the toes done
Contacts, tattoos on the shoulder
See that's a no no, I don't condone those
Weak n*ggas that always try to showboat
Problem is, they ain't never cold though
I do my thing, the girlies faint like Jojo
Fake Jordans nah, that ain't the logo
If you was hollering, you got them for the low though
Stay ahead, but I kill them with the old flow
Body odor, my n*gga that's a no no

[Chorus: Mibbs]
You ain't gotta lie (That's a no no)
Dog that ain't your ride (That's a no no)
That T-shirt ain't your size (That's a no no)
Your hair is texturized (That's a no no)
And why you smell like that? (That's a no no)
You got girls? Where they at? (That's a no no)
You say you know who? (That's a no no)
Stay talkin' about what you gon' do (That's a no no)
[Post-Chorus: Like]
Can you say La City
(I don't f*ck with that)
Can you say La City
(I don't f*ck with that)
Can you say La City
(I don't f*ck with that)
Can you say La City
(I don't f*ck with that)