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Complaining Video (MV)




Performed By: Comethazine
Length: 1:30
Written by: Frank Childress, Deshawn Jackson




Comethazine - Complaining Lyrics
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(Grow up, nigga)
Mmm, yeah

She complaining 'bout her nails and I'm 'bout to get mad
MP4 McLaren, got 'em staring out they ass
Give a f*ck 'bout what you wearin', what you wearin' ain't swag
Some shit you never seen, I rock the shit you ain't had
You a broke baller flexin', but you sparing all your cash
I brought my bitch to the club, everybody staring at her ass
Ain't nobody in the party ass comparing to her ass
Smokin' grandma cookie thraxx and I'm not sharing, so don't ask

M4, hmm, green beam
Hench Mafia, the dream team
Pockets heavy as sumo, you a bitch but only you know
Shoot first, ask questions last, don't ask me why I shoot though
Kickin' shit everyday, every way, not talkin' judo
Your bitch sent me naked pictures, she must not care who knows
Sippin' lean outer space, I just bought this pint from Pluto
My bitch buy her own shit, but she said "I'll pay for you though"
Speedin' on the highway, tryna race another dude though
Talk tough on the net, but what the f*ck you tryna do though? (Bitch)

She complaining 'bout her nails and I'm 'bout to get mad
MP4 McLaren, got 'em staring out they ass
Give a f*ck 'bout what you wearin', what you wearin' ain't swag
Some shit you never seen, I rock the shit you ain't had
You a broke baller flexin', but you sparing all your cash
I brought my bitch to the club, everybody staring at her ass
Ain't nobody in the party ass comparing to her ass
Smokin' grandma cookie thraxx and I'm not sharing, so don't ask
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(Grow up, nigga)
Mmm, yeah

She complaining 'bout her nails and I'm 'bout to get mad
MP4 McLaren, got 'em staring out they ass
Give a f*ck 'bout what you wearin', what you wearin' ain't swag
Some shit you never seen, I rock the shit you ain't had
You a broke baller flexin', but you sparing all your cash
I brought my bitch to the club, everybody staring at her ass
Ain't nobody in the party ass comparing to her ass
Smokin' grandma cookie thraxx and I'm not sharing, so don't ask

M4, hmm, green beam
Hench Mafia, the dream team
Pockets heavy as sumo, you a bitch but only you know
Shoot first, ask questions last, don't ask me why I shoot though
Kickin' shit everyday, every way, not talkin' judo
Your bitch sent me naked pictures, she must not care who knows
Sippin' lean outer space, I just bought this pint from Pluto
My bitch buy her own shit, but she said "I'll pay for you though"
Speedin' on the highway, tryna race another dude though
Talk tough on the net, but what the f*ck you tryna do though? (Bitch)

She complaining 'bout her nails and I'm 'bout to get mad
MP4 McLaren, got 'em staring out they ass
Give a f*ck 'bout what you wearin', what you wearin' ain't swag
Some shit you never seen, I rock the shit you ain't had
You a broke baller flexin', but you sparing all your cash
I brought my bitch to the club, everybody staring at her ass
Ain't nobody in the party ass comparing to her ass
Smokin' grandma cookie thraxx and I'm not sharing, so don't ask
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Writer: Frank Childress, Deshawn Jackson
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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