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Oh No No (feat. Young D) Video (MV)




Performed By: Lil Mixxin
Language: English
Length: 2:36
Written by: Damien Scott, Kendle Scott




Lil Mixxin - Oh No No (feat. Young D) Lyrics
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We done got close like some curtains
You f*ck with her Imma hurt you
Smokin on gas hershall
Hunnit round drum it's gone hurt you
Send him to bed curfew
Yo homie put him in a nurse too
Tryna get in my way I'll swerve through
Oh no no no not today I'll hurt you
Now say bye bye to yo family
Don't know why niggas be mad at me
Im tryna add up tha salary
Hop in tha wip get ghost
Hop out wit sticks and blow
Zip pack mix soles
Dis ah lil fifty for ya fit at coals
Shit every day I miss O told me not to trust the same niggas that
Told
And that shit funny
Hoped out that shit like 16
Niggas steady rattin for some pizza man money
An ion even know what that shit mean stg i'll never trust ah mother f*cker
I'm MOE till I'm 6 feet under
And after that shit imma still keep cumin
Nigga Get wack tryna lick suma mines stg imma nail me sumn
Make bail you tell they comin
But nowadays niggas don't even get hit somebody needa tell me somethin
Bitch it's money over everything yea that's all I know
And she said she want a weeding ring but I know she a hoe
And they say mix how u creep
On the mother f*cking low I'll tag your toe I'll slit your throat
My demons hungry they need souls
Got my choppa on me bang bang
With my gang like wu-tang
Bitch I let my nuts hang
Bitch I let my dreads swing
Didn't grow up round me so she wanna know my real name
Hoe niggas killing real niggas over fake chains
I done open up my third eye now some shit strange
I'm not someone you can shoot at I'm gone exchange
When I get this money up they gone b like Mix change
Damn they gone b like Mix change
It's crazy how niggas b like that
They holdin me down and I fight back
I keep my some rounds don't excite that
Hop in your whip and then cruise like a hijack
Hop in tha whip get ghost
Hop out with sticks and blow
Zip pack mix soles
Dis ah lil fifty for ya fit at coals
Shit every day I miss O told me not to trust the same niggas that
Told
And that shit funny
Hoped out that shit like 16
Niggas steady rattin for some pizza man money
An ion even know what that shit mean stg i'll never trust ah mother f*cker
I'm MOE till I'm 6 feet under
And after that shit imma still keep cumin
Nigga Get wack tryna lick suma mines stg imma nail me sumn
Make bail you tell they comin
But nowadays niggas don't even get hit somebody needa tell me somethin
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We done got close like some curtains
You f*ck with her Imma hurt you
Smokin on gas hershall
Hunnit round drum it's gone hurt you
Send him to bed curfew
Yo homie put him in a nurse too
Tryna get in my way I'll swerve through
Oh no no no not today I'll hurt you
Now say bye bye to yo family
Don't know why niggas be mad at me
Im tryna add up tha salary
Hop in tha wip get ghost
Hop out wit sticks and blow
Zip pack mix soles
Dis ah lil fifty for ya fit at coals
Shit every day I miss O told me not to trust the same niggas that
Told
And that shit funny
Hoped out that shit like 16
Niggas steady rattin for some pizza man money
An ion even know what that shit mean stg i'll never trust ah mother f*cker
I'm MOE till I'm 6 feet under
And after that shit imma still keep cumin
Nigga Get wack tryna lick suma mines stg imma nail me sumn
Make bail you tell they comin
But nowadays niggas don't even get hit somebody needa tell me somethin
Bitch it's money over everything yea that's all I know
And she said she want a weeding ring but I know she a hoe
And they say mix how u creep
On the mother f*cking low I'll tag your toe I'll slit your throat
My demons hungry they need souls
Got my choppa on me bang bang
With my gang like wu-tang
Bitch I let my nuts hang
Bitch I let my dreads swing
Didn't grow up round me so she wanna know my real name
Hoe niggas killing real niggas over fake chains
I done open up my third eye now some shit strange
I'm not someone you can shoot at I'm gone exchange
When I get this money up they gone b like Mix change
Damn they gone b like Mix change
It's crazy how niggas b like that
They holdin me down and I fight back
I keep my some rounds don't excite that
Hop in your whip and then cruise like a hijack
Hop in tha whip get ghost
Hop out with sticks and blow
Zip pack mix soles
Dis ah lil fifty for ya fit at coals
Shit every day I miss O told me not to trust the same niggas that
Told
And that shit funny
Hoped out that shit like 16
Niggas steady rattin for some pizza man money
An ion even know what that shit mean stg i'll never trust ah mother f*cker
I'm MOE till I'm 6 feet under
And after that shit imma still keep cumin
Nigga Get wack tryna lick suma mines stg imma nail me sumn
Make bail you tell they comin
But nowadays niggas don't even get hit somebody needa tell me somethin
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Writer: Damien Scott, Kendle Scott
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