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No Pad (King) Video (MV)




Performed By: Cuba Da ChiefMan
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: DARRYLE ALSTON




Cuba Da ChiefMan - No Pad (King) Lyrics




Bad bitch got that hoe on timeout
Imma switch the engine when the miles out
I been balling hard, imma foul out
Counting cash, cooking crack at my moms house
Summertime coming need a need drop
Winter but the trap still real hot
I need rubber bands round some real knots
Sweet, lemon head niggas bitch I pull tops
Nickle rocks sacked in a pill box
I don't eat chicken but the glock still cocked
Talk shit leave ya flat like skid marks
Dirty money stacked up like memoirs

Hustling from Monday to Sunday
Stay down and I know that imma get it one day
Stay down and I know that imma get it someday
Young, black, strong, young king Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)
Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)
Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)
Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)

I came from I could never lose
400 years a slave I'm forever bruised
Stood through it all cause I'm weatherproof
Upgrade the whip now I'm making better moves
Took the hard route on the fast lane
Bitch went to Yale she give good brain
45 cocked by the pork chops
J's on the porch when the dope lock

Hustling from Monday to Sunday
Stay down and I know that imma get it one day
Stay down and I know that imma get it someday
Young, black, strong, young king Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)
Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)
Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)
Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)
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Bad bitch got that hoe on timeout
Imma switch the engine when the miles out
I been balling hard, imma foul out
Counting cash, cooking crack at my moms house
Summertime coming need a need drop
Winter but the trap still real hot
I need rubber bands round some real knots
Sweet, lemon head niggas bitch I pull tops
Nickle rocks sacked in a pill box
I don't eat chicken but the glock still cocked
Talk shit leave ya flat like skid marks
Dirty money stacked up like memoirs

Hustling from Monday to Sunday
Stay down and I know that imma get it one day
Stay down and I know that imma get it someday
Young, black, strong, young king Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)
Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)
Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)
Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)

I came from I could never lose
400 years a slave I'm forever bruised
Stood through it all cause I'm weatherproof
Upgrade the whip now I'm making better moves
Took the hard route on the fast lane
Bitch went to Yale she give good brain
45 cocked by the pork chops
J's on the porch when the dope lock

Hustling from Monday to Sunday
Stay down and I know that imma get it one day
Stay down and I know that imma get it someday
Young, black, strong, young king Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)
Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)
Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)
Don't chu love meeeee (Yea)
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Writer: DARRYLE ALSTON
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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