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It Was Nothing Video (MV)




Performed By: Mister Novela
Length: 1:25
Written by: B Calloway




Mister Novela - It Was Nothing Lyrics




I been super vicious, out here boomin' f*ckin' fans
Let's not play pretend, She gon come over again
Say she bout to cut me off cause I was tryna f*ck her friend
On the phone goin' off, But she'll back again
I insure it put some money in the safe
How you boss when you struggle with a 8th
She say chef just make that shit that make a bitch'll wanna dance
Throw it back bust it off, Face down goin hard
See no I never been a fraud
I could put you on level that'll get you close to God
She told me we could keep it even & her friends'll come in odds
I don't need no backup Bout to win me a Ménage
(You bout to win you a Ménage?)
Maybe breakfast & massage
Leave before the let out
I ain't tryna be a dog
Tell her Keep it low
Know I do this shit for sport
Feel like gettin jiggy I'm go & pop the cork

No bust down
Real Plain Jane
Ima come clean
You plain dame
Don't like my attitude but bitch know ima maintain
The shit I had with you was nothing
What a damn shame
On the avenue
Bout to break bank
Leave a bag on you for nothing
Call it loose change
No bust down
On to new things
But if yo nigga get the frontin it's a new stain
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I been super vicious, out here boomin' f*ckin' fans
Let's not play pretend, She gon come over again
Say she bout to cut me off cause I was tryna f*ck her friend
On the phone goin' off, But she'll back again
I insure it put some money in the safe
How you boss when you struggle with a 8th
She say chef just make that shit that make a bitch'll wanna dance
Throw it back bust it off, Face down goin hard
See no I never been a fraud
I could put you on level that'll get you close to God
She told me we could keep it even & her friends'll come in odds
I don't need no backup Bout to win me a Ménage
(You bout to win you a Ménage?)
Maybe breakfast & massage
Leave before the let out
I ain't tryna be a dog
Tell her Keep it low
Know I do this shit for sport
Feel like gettin jiggy I'm go & pop the cork

No bust down
Real Plain Jane
Ima come clean
You plain dame
Don't like my attitude but bitch know ima maintain
The shit I had with you was nothing
What a damn shame
On the avenue
Bout to break bank
Leave a bag on you for nothing
Call it loose change
No bust down
On to new things
But if yo nigga get the frontin it's a new stain
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Writer: B Calloway
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