Nothin On Ya

HUH!

They ain’t got nothing on you

**(producer **Bombs tag)

Cut It Up(producer DJ Spinz tag)

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]

They ain’t got nothing on you

I swear them hoes, they ain’t got nothing on you

That ***** broke, he ain’t got nothing for you

I swear these hoes, they ain’t got nothing on you

I **** with you cause you’re very loyal

And you’re so fine, you make my blood boil

I have to go and get another lawyer

She took the charge, they ain’t got nothing on her

I swear to Fod they ain’t got nothing on her

Huh, Wiz in the airport, she got something on him

We ball out in the mall in California

We might just pull up in twin Californias

[Hook]

They ain’t got nothing on you

They ain’t got nothing on you

They ain’t got nothing on you

Hoes ain’t got nothing on you

I think that s**t just paranoia

She think I’m with another woman

Another woman that gonn keep me comin

Girl, these hoes, they ain’t got nothing on you

[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]

It’s nothing, Claim they are, but you bluffin

Come home and I hit it hard, and she gives me head that’s concussion

I’m stunting, OG Kush what I’m puffin

In the club you know me, I spend it all

My homies gonn get to bustin

Got a quarter million to spend

Just came home from tour and I crushed it

Just bought my wife a pair of glass shoes

Cause her ass thick as a pumpkin

They ain’t got nothing on her

She don’t want no other *****, she ****** with a stoner

And if I’m up in this *****, then I’m prolly with the owner

Hella bottles, hella m*******a, anything you want, my ****** got it

We got liquor, we got mollies, we got b*****s tryina ride, taking pictures

We just standing on the couches, they could try but

[Hook]

They ain’t got nothing on her

They ain’t got nothing on you

They ain’t got nothing on you

Hoes ain’t got nothing on you

I think that s**t just paranoia

She think I’m with another woman

Another woman that gonn keep me comin

Girl, these hoes, they ain’t got nothing on you

[Verse 3: Gucci Mane]

I **** with shawty cause she very loyal

We can tie the knot like Memph and Toya

I won’t ignore you and I won’t divorce you

Let's have two girls and call them Rolls and Porsche

I respect that girl, I accept that girl

I’ll do anything I can to protect that girl

If I could do it all again, would have kept that girl

But I’m unhealthy for you baby I **** up your world

You your Daddy's lil girl, but you’s a grown lady

And I don’t see you like he see you cause we not related

We got faded at my spot, I swear we're so wasted

After the third shot of patron, I swear can’t even taste it

[Hook]

They ain’t got nothing on you

They ain’t got nothing on you

They ain’t got nothing on you

Hoes ain’t got nothing on you

I think that s**t just paranoia

She think I’m with another woman

Another woman that gonn keep me comin

Girl, these hoes, they ain’t got nothing on you

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