DJ DRAMA & FABOLOUS

DJ DRAMA & FABOLOUS - U Ain't Sayin' Shit lyrics

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Nigga you ain't sayin shit

You ain't really mean it right, Who da fuck you playin with

Tell dat 2 dem tired ass hoes you be layin with

Nigga you ain't sayin shit, You ain't sayin shit

You are in the way, Pardon you my nigga

Won't you get from out my face with all dat aren't you da nigga

4 we beat you 2 a pulp, You know orange juice a nigga

We'll have yo ass missin, Milk carton you my nigga

You kno how dem double shots of Remy Martin do a nigga

I shoot yo bitch ass, Remy Martin you my nigga

And I might say wassup, Like Martin do my nigga

But there's some where my fly ass should be departin 2 my nigga

I suceed at what ever I put my heart into my nigga

So picture when I draw and put dis art into a nigga

There's some fraud in you my nigga, I see braud in you my nigga

You soft as baby food and ain't no hard in you my nigga

You jus jabberin and jibberin, Blab anotha fib again

Have em at yo crib again, Grab 1 of yo siblings

Fab in da Carribbean, Dabblin and Dibbian

Leapin from pad 2 pad, Fab might be amphibian

And you must be a reptile, Snake ass fake ass

Scramble egg and bacon nigga, Yea you betta break-fast

Gon head baby shake yo ass, Fuck dem niggas make yo cash

Only time dey scoopin green is prolly when they rakin grass

Worry me please, What da fuck you take me as

I brush em like dandruff, With dey flaky ass

Stay close to dat glock he has, Loso and his cocky ass

Nigga block my goals, I put some holes up in his hockey mask

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