No it ain't. I know something you ain't
All these questions they keep asking, all these questions they keep asking
Nigga you's a motherf*cking dickbeater
Mad cause you bitch in my two seater
And she a bad little senorita
She a little skeezer real dick pleaser
Chill cause she told me you was just the teaser
F*cking with you only just to get herself a Visa
That's your Mona Lisa. Nigga she a creeper
Sucking and f*cking just for a hit of that reefer
You trying to keep her
I'm trying to leave her
Put her on my leaning tower of Piza
Then I'm going to fly that ass out to Giza
Put it in a casket, put it in a seizure
Oh you got a question, I ain't got no answers
I'm a make it rain on these motherf*cking dancers
And these freaky bitches always tell me that I'm handsome
Wanna hold me up with no motherf*cking ransom
Queens get the money, that's the f*cking anthem
Bout to go ghost in an all white phantom
Bumping Buju Banton, all at random
Bout to give my momma just one more grandson
Bad ass kid yeah his name Brandon
Fly with the swag just anywhere we landing
Why you by the bar yeah and you see me
Why you coming at me when you really need me
Some will copy some will repeat me
But I'm too fast up in the Lambourgini
Favorite dish be chicken linguini
Make these bitches cream oh so easy
Yeah and you know but you'll never see me
Why you coming at me when you really need me
Why you coming at me when you really need me
Why you coming at me when you really need me
Oh you got a question, I ain't got no answers
I'm a make it rain on these motherf*cking dancers
And these freaky bitches always tell me that I'm handsome
Wanna hold me up with no motherf*cking ransom
Once again. It's your boy B.Blake tryna be great
Flows get delivered and they never late
I know some people gon hate
But Queens all about that stu
That cheddar, that guap, that guwap
Just don't ever touch the block
Asking them questions. Cause you won't get no answers
You keep asking them questions, nah you won't get no answers
You acting like the boys
You acting like the boys!
Getting slick with that noise
Why you running with the noise
Oh you got a question, I ain't got no answers
I'm a make it rain on these motherf*cking dancers
And these freaky bitches always tell me that I'm handsome
Wanna hold me up with no motherf*cking ransom
B.Blake - Questions No Answers Lyrics
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No it ain't. I know something you ain't
All these questions they keep asking, all these questions they keep asking
Nigga you's a motherf*cking dickbeater
Mad cause you bitch in my two seater
And she a bad little senorita
She a little skeezer real dick pleaser
Chill cause she told me you was just the teaser
F*cking with you only just to get herself a Visa
That's your Mona Lisa. Nigga she a creeper
Sucking and f*cking just for a hit of that reefer
You trying to keep her
I'm trying to leave her
Put her on my leaning tower of Piza
Then I'm going to fly that ass out to Giza
Put it in a casket, put it in a seizure
Oh you got a question, I ain't got no answers
I'm a make it rain on these motherf*cking dancers
And these freaky bitches always tell me that I'm handsome
Wanna hold me up with no motherf*cking ransom
Queens get the money, that's the f*cking anthem
Bout to go ghost in an all white phantom
Bumping Buju Banton, all at random
Bout to give my momma just one more grandson
Bad ass kid yeah his name Brandon
Fly with the swag just anywhere we landing
Why you by the bar yeah and you see me
Why you coming at me when you really need me
Some will copy some will repeat me
But I'm too fast up in the Lambourgini
Favorite dish be chicken linguini
Make these bitches cream oh so easy
Yeah and you know but you'll never see me
Why you coming at me when you really need me
Why you coming at me when you really need me
Why you coming at me when you really need me
Oh you got a question, I ain't got no answers
I'm a make it rain on these motherf*cking dancers
And these freaky bitches always tell me that I'm handsome
Wanna hold me up with no motherf*cking ransom
Once again. It's your boy B.Blake tryna be great
Flows get delivered and they never late
I know some people gon hate
But Queens all about that stu
That cheddar, that guap, that guwap
Just don't ever touch the block
Asking them questions. Cause you won't get no answers
You keep asking them questions, nah you won't get no answers
You acting like the boys
You acting like the boys!
Getting slick with that noise
Why you running with the noise
Oh you got a question, I ain't got no answers
I'm a make it rain on these motherf*cking dancers
And these freaky bitches always tell me that I'm handsome
Wanna hold me up with no motherf*cking ransom
All these questions they keep asking, all these questions they keep asking
Nigga you's a motherf*cking dickbeater
Mad cause you bitch in my two seater
And she a bad little senorita
She a little skeezer real dick pleaser
Chill cause she told me you was just the teaser
F*cking with you only just to get herself a Visa
That's your Mona Lisa. Nigga she a creeper
Sucking and f*cking just for a hit of that reefer
You trying to keep her
I'm trying to leave her
Put her on my leaning tower of Piza
Then I'm going to fly that ass out to Giza
Put it in a casket, put it in a seizure
Oh you got a question, I ain't got no answers
I'm a make it rain on these motherf*cking dancers
And these freaky bitches always tell me that I'm handsome
Wanna hold me up with no motherf*cking ransom
Queens get the money, that's the f*cking anthem
Bout to go ghost in an all white phantom
Bumping Buju Banton, all at random
Bout to give my momma just one more grandson
Bad ass kid yeah his name Brandon
Fly with the swag just anywhere we landing
Why you by the bar yeah and you see me
Why you coming at me when you really need me
Some will copy some will repeat me
But I'm too fast up in the Lambourgini
Favorite dish be chicken linguini
Make these bitches cream oh so easy
Yeah and you know but you'll never see me
Why you coming at me when you really need me
Why you coming at me when you really need me
Why you coming at me when you really need me
Oh you got a question, I ain't got no answers
I'm a make it rain on these motherf*cking dancers
And these freaky bitches always tell me that I'm handsome
Wanna hold me up with no motherf*cking ransom
Once again. It's your boy B.Blake tryna be great
Flows get delivered and they never late
I know some people gon hate
But Queens all about that stu
That cheddar, that guap, that guwap
Just don't ever touch the block
Asking them questions. Cause you won't get no answers
You keep asking them questions, nah you won't get no answers
You acting like the boys
You acting like the boys!
Getting slick with that noise
Why you running with the noise
Oh you got a question, I ain't got no answers
I'm a make it rain on these motherf*cking dancers
And these freaky bitches always tell me that I'm handsome
Wanna hold me up with no motherf*cking ransom
Writer: Brandon Blake
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid