Aint nothing worse than a brotha
Who always bling blingin
Flossin, rollin like he got it like dat
Always up in your face telling you what he got,
What he can bring to the table.
And then it's like this niggas cinderella
Cuz he always dropping yo ass off at midnight,
And you can't seem to understand jst
Why at midnight he always be dropping yo ass off?
Cuz let the truth be told,
He aint bling blingin or sling slingin,
He aint doin shit!
That $500 benz he drivin - that's his mamma's
And all that goddamn jewelry he be wearin -all that shit is rented
And at 12: 01, they comin to lock his bitch ass up
Now aint that some shit?
Writer(s): m. imes
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