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Neva Did It Video (MV)




Performed By: 8ighti
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Dupree Coleman




8ighti - Neva Did It Lyrics
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Yeah, aye all them niggas talking cash yea ok we gon see
All of this fashion on me
Just stuff twenty in the pants thats on me
Boys talking cash yeah okay we gon see
Hoes double tap but when they see me don't speak
When they see me don't speak
I cannot relate to you f*ck niggas
My ice shine harder than all the drug dealers
Greg Lauren sweats twenty five hundred
Right now it's twenty racks, a phone charger and a gun in em
Ice water I feel like I'm Michael Phelps
Rollin loud while the wagon is auto parking itself
I'm goyard'n my belt, friendzoning my ex
Gator Loubs 32, that's a hundred dollars a step
Muddy lean in my cup
Opps they don't like us
Crack a bitch twice I'm liable to f*ck her life up
When I'm out in Cali hit maxfields and buy-up
Mansion in the hills
You can't walk you got to hike up
I don't give a f*ck about your Rollie
I got three of them
I be popping models the LA Lakers be sleeping with
Gave away my gucci's but the St. Laurents I'm keeping em'
And niggas bite hands so be careful who you eating with
Counting up a hundred bands you ain't doing that
One suite two freaks you ain't doing that
Risk freedom for a rollie you ain't doing that
Make it all back in a week you ain't doing that
I treat the hustle like sports cause I gotta ball
I'm finna Stack it to the roof like I got a dog
Treat the hustle like hoops cause I gotta ball
I'm finna stack it to the roof like I got a dog
All that shit you brag about is regular
You niggas skeptical
All my shorties vegan
I be feeding them my vegetable
Fear Of God joggies, the devil know not to question them
I been flexing on you f*ck niggas like a wrestler
Dude really think his bitch bad cause she light skinned
Cartier bracelets be all over my right hand
I be passing tramps to my dyke friends
I ain't never had a nightmare
With fifty thousand on my nightstand
Louie khaki shorts got em' thinking that I play golf
Flyest on the plane I make the pilot want to take off
All of the women that's into fashion they be loving me
80% percent of that shit you wearing is because of me
Playing with this pape, hell naw we don't play D
Choppa pop a nigga ankle off & call him KD
You broke while you talking you should say less shit
Niggas embarras they self with them Payless kits, that's on God
Counting up a hundred bands you ain't doing that
One suite, two freaks you ain't doing that
Risk freedom for a Rollie you ain't doing that
Make it all back in a week you ain't doing that
I treat the hustle like sports cause I gotta ball
I'm finna stack it to the roof like I got a dog
Treat the hustle like hoops cause I gotta ball
I'm finna stack it to the roof like I got a dog
My ice shine harder than all the drug dealers
All that shit you brag about is regular
Friendzoning all my exes
And 80% percent that shit you wearing is because of me
More than 80% of that shit you wearing is because of me
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Yeah, aye all them niggas talking cash yea ok we gon see
All of this fashion on me
Just stuff twenty in the pants thats on me
Boys talking cash yeah okay we gon see
Hoes double tap but when they see me don't speak
When they see me don't speak
I cannot relate to you f*ck niggas
My ice shine harder than all the drug dealers
Greg Lauren sweats twenty five hundred
Right now it's twenty racks, a phone charger and a gun in em
Ice water I feel like I'm Michael Phelps
Rollin loud while the wagon is auto parking itself
I'm goyard'n my belt, friendzoning my ex
Gator Loubs 32, that's a hundred dollars a step
Muddy lean in my cup
Opps they don't like us
Crack a bitch twice I'm liable to f*ck her life up
When I'm out in Cali hit maxfields and buy-up
Mansion in the hills
You can't walk you got to hike up
I don't give a f*ck about your Rollie
I got three of them
I be popping models the LA Lakers be sleeping with
Gave away my gucci's but the St. Laurents I'm keeping em'
And niggas bite hands so be careful who you eating with
Counting up a hundred bands you ain't doing that
One suite two freaks you ain't doing that
Risk freedom for a rollie you ain't doing that
Make it all back in a week you ain't doing that
I treat the hustle like sports cause I gotta ball
I'm finna Stack it to the roof like I got a dog
Treat the hustle like hoops cause I gotta ball
I'm finna stack it to the roof like I got a dog
All that shit you brag about is regular
You niggas skeptical
All my shorties vegan
I be feeding them my vegetable
Fear Of God joggies, the devil know not to question them
I been flexing on you f*ck niggas like a wrestler
Dude really think his bitch bad cause she light skinned
Cartier bracelets be all over my right hand
I be passing tramps to my dyke friends
I ain't never had a nightmare
With fifty thousand on my nightstand
Louie khaki shorts got em' thinking that I play golf
Flyest on the plane I make the pilot want to take off
All of the women that's into fashion they be loving me
80% percent of that shit you wearing is because of me
Playing with this pape, hell naw we don't play D
Choppa pop a nigga ankle off & call him KD
You broke while you talking you should say less shit
Niggas embarras they self with them Payless kits, that's on God
Counting up a hundred bands you ain't doing that
One suite, two freaks you ain't doing that
Risk freedom for a Rollie you ain't doing that
Make it all back in a week you ain't doing that
I treat the hustle like sports cause I gotta ball
I'm finna stack it to the roof like I got a dog
Treat the hustle like hoops cause I gotta ball
I'm finna stack it to the roof like I got a dog
My ice shine harder than all the drug dealers
All that shit you brag about is regular
Friendzoning all my exes
And 80% percent that shit you wearing is because of me
More than 80% of that shit you wearing is because of me
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Writer: Dupree Coleman
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