"Nothing To Say" lyrics
"Nothing To Say"
KDUB
VocĂȘ sabe quem fez isto?
Grey booty papi
Ayy, bill a baseball bat, then relax
Like, I ain't got nothin' to say (Nah, nah)
So, I don't wanna hear no feedback
She say she like how I do it (Loves it)
Zoobie in my mouth, and I got the seat back
Oh my, she's applied with a mean back
She got a little attitude but I love that
Brown skin, and she smells sweet like a blunt wrap (Ooh)
Sweetest of flavours (Flavours)
Let's thank the creators, all my niggas love that (Love it)
Fed chase on my nigga, no kicks in
I look back like how the fuck did I jump that? (Ha)
Oh, boy, I'm surprised you even risked it (risked it)
Remind me of your missus
She won't risk it for no biscuit but she'll risk it for a big spliff
She a ripped bag and you dig it (Dig it) (KDUB)
Damn, that must send you livid
And, what you putting to the table boy?
I bring a whole meal tell everyone's dig in (Word)
Like, this one says she wanna slow down (Down)
Man, what's wrong with women?
Said, "Let's read", how about this one?
But all she got was dickings (Ah)
But it's never what it seems (Never)
Like, when she comes with a friend
And bro ain't tryna take one for the team
Man, I hate when I catch 'em on the mains
They ain't tryna get got so they causin' scenes
Bro got a reservation for eight (For eight)
Said he's got a seat booked in a T (T-house)
How your stacks on low? You ain't doin' that well boy (Nah, nah)
You're gonna rot on the block like Del Boy (Aha)
Like, bro, the roads aren't working (Nah)
You like bikes, try and be a mailboy
Man, I thought you was a hustler (Then sell whatever that sells, boy)
Stepped in with a devilish one (One)
Now I come up feelin' like Hellboy
But couple man moving real iffy (Iffy)
Got me thinking 'bout friendly fire (Fire)
'Cause I don't need no Loubs
Your girl got got, normal attire (Normal attire)
Now she thinks that I'm messing with her
I said, "No way she filthy" (Filthy)
But I know that the case looks weak
I said, "I'm innocent until proven guilty" (Guilty)
I heard you want loud
See, I always step with my essentials
That's Amber, that's Cheddar, that's Lemuel (Lemon)
Ah, man, ah, man
Your bitch come bitter like I pressed on the menthol
Cuz, I don't need no help
Fall back, your input's dreadful (Dreadful)
Like, keep your talking to a minimal (Minimal)
Nah, B, I ain't no smooth criminal (Nah, nah)
Take mans digits then do the digital (Digital)
They see a black yout in a tracksuit and they says he's goin' nowhere, how typical (Typical)
Had to put it to her straight, like, "We just don't stick, see, you're coming like RAWs
And I need me a silvers bitch with some golden paws (KDUB)
Just lick, lick, lick, on this pirate ship, 'til it take me to shore
Oh my, she swallow these kids, with that golden jaw
(Oh my, she swallow these kids, with that golden jaw)
Ayy, ayy (With that golden jaw)
Bill a baseball bat, then relax (Ayy)
Like, I ain't got nothin' to say (Nah, nah)
So, I don't wanna hear no feedback
She say she like how I do it (Loves it)
Zoobie in my mouth, and I got the seat back
Oh my, she's applied with a mean back (Oh my)
She got a little attitude but I love that
Brown skin, and she smells sweet like a blunt wrap (Ooh)
Bill a baseball bat, then relax
Like, I ain't got nothin' to say (Nah, nah)
So, I don't wanna hear no feedback
She say she like how I do it
Zoobie in my mouth, and I got the seat back
Oh my, she's applied with a mean back
She got a little attitude but I love that
Brown skin, and she smells sweet like a blunt wrap
That brown skin, and she smells sweet like a blunt wrap
Writer(s): Saul Hudson, Matthew Sanders
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