U Can’t lyrics

by

Wintertime


[Hook]
You can't finesse a finesser (4x)
Young Winter I'm 'bout my presidents
You can't trick me, I'm a specialist (2x)
You can't finesse a finesser (4x)
Young Winter I'm 'bout my presidents
You can't trick me, I'm a specialist (2x)

[Verse]
You can't finesse a finesser, I took yo b*tch she undressin'
Winter up next let's get it, I'mma ball like J. J. Redi*k
I'm tryna stack up my paper, I could've played for the Lakers
Winter ain't doing no favors, don't ask me now don't ask later
I took a look of my life, I told my n*ggas let's run it up
These b*tches see that I'm coming up
These b*tches wanna have fun with us
I might just go to her house, she top me off then I'm out
These n*ggas internet thugs, flex with a keyboard and mouse
You n*ggas pus*y I know it, you n*ggas pus*y I know it
I'mma trick you out a check, I bet he ain't even know it
I took the hoe that he saved, I bet he don't feel so heroic
You n*ggas pus*y I know it, I called his bluff and he folded
Don't ever check off of Winter, cook a n*gga like some dinner Boy what the f*ck was you thinkin'?
I'll put yo b*tch out on the block and she trickin'
She come to me with the money b*tch, now who's laughin'? Now it's funny, I finesse you, you a dummy, I wanna f*ck a Playboy Bunny
These n*ggas hated now they love me, these b*tches hated now they love me
I finesse you out the sack, I don't trust you, why you trust me?
n*ggas never used to hit me, now they want something from me
I smoke on nothing but gas, eyes low like Chumlee
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Copyright © 2012 - 2021 BeeLyrics.Net