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Rene Dior - This Ain That Lyrics



Rene Dior - This Ain That Lyrics




You Ain sis
I don't know why these hoes talking like they is
And they niggas hating harder then they Bitch
I don't get it I be really with the shits
Im tryna chill what these niggas think this is

This ain that, geeking niggas they be always in my face
This ain that, You talking money what is that boy im the bank
This ain that, Yea I know shorty she be thottin round the way
This ain that, Na I ain friendly so don't smile and look my way

I got niggas on a daily tryna snatch me
Im tryna get my paper how yo paper got distract me
I get it on my own so niggas cant try an play me
But keep you all along so I can have someone to spray with

Respect the hustle
Show me that you really got it in you
Or leave me lone, if you a clone then that can be an issue
Only a weak nigga a try to knock you out the game sis
If he cant stand to see a Bitch flexing with a chain like this

I swear yo nigga a hate on you, just like yo friends
Tryna seduce you, have you coo coo he on to the next
But f*ck these niggas, Im milly rocking
Tryna chase a bag, But you to busy getting mad cuz of how I brag

You Ain sis
I don't know why these hoes talking like they is
And they niggas hating harder then they Bitch
I don't get it I be really with the shits
Im tryna chill what these niggas think this is

This ain that, this Ain that
This ain that, this ain that

Her Bestfriend don't like me, now she don't like me
And she be talking bout you, you joined the wrong team
I don't let bitches near me, hate how these hoes think
Im chasing money, I see bags in my sleep

You bitches wake up with yo hand out on a daily
Now yo man cheating with the next bitch that's chasing paper
Now you mad and you sad, typing hit on sight
She reply send yo location, Im in traffic don't hide
That dummy shit

I had to starve make the appetite bigger
I had to dig watch my sack get thicker
If he a hoe don't be surprised when he stick her
If she still yo man let her have him
He gon trick her

You Ain sis
I don't know why these hoes talking like they is
And they niggas hating harder then they Bitch
I don't get it I be really with the shits
Im tryna chill what these niggas think this is

This ain that, geeking niggas they be always in my face
This ain that, You talking money what is that boy im the bank
This ain that, Yea I know shorty she be thottin round the way
This ain that, Na I ain friendly so don't smile and look my way

This ain that, this Ain that
This ain that, this ain that
You Ain sis
I don't know why these hoes talking like they is
I don't get it I be really with the shits
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You Ain sis
I don't know why these hoes talking like they is
And they niggas hating harder then they Bitch
I don't get it I be really with the shits
Im tryna chill what these niggas think this is

This ain that, geeking niggas they be always in my face
This ain that, You talking money what is that boy im the bank
This ain that, Yea I know shorty she be thottin round the way
This ain that, Na I ain friendly so don't smile and look my way

I got niggas on a daily tryna snatch me
Im tryna get my paper how yo paper got distract me
I get it on my own so niggas cant try an play me
But keep you all along so I can have someone to spray with

Respect the hustle
Show me that you really got it in you
Or leave me lone, if you a clone then that can be an issue
Only a weak nigga a try to knock you out the game sis
If he cant stand to see a Bitch flexing with a chain like this

I swear yo nigga a hate on you, just like yo friends
Tryna seduce you, have you coo coo he on to the next
But f*ck these niggas, Im milly rocking
Tryna chase a bag, But you to busy getting mad cuz of how I brag

You Ain sis
I don't know why these hoes talking like they is
And they niggas hating harder then they Bitch
I don't get it I be really with the shits
Im tryna chill what these niggas think this is

This ain that, this Ain that
This ain that, this ain that

Her Bestfriend don't like me, now she don't like me
And she be talking bout you, you joined the wrong team
I don't let bitches near me, hate how these hoes think
Im chasing money, I see bags in my sleep

You bitches wake up with yo hand out on a daily
Now yo man cheating with the next bitch that's chasing paper
Now you mad and you sad, typing hit on sight
She reply send yo location, Im in traffic don't hide
That dummy shit

I had to starve make the appetite bigger
I had to dig watch my sack get thicker
If he a hoe don't be surprised when he stick her
If she still yo man let her have him
He gon trick her

You Ain sis
I don't know why these hoes talking like they is
And they niggas hating harder then they Bitch
I don't get it I be really with the shits
Im tryna chill what these niggas think this is

This ain that, geeking niggas they be always in my face
This ain that, You talking money what is that boy im the bank
This ain that, Yea I know shorty she be thottin round the way
This ain that, Na I ain friendly so don't smile and look my way

This ain that, this Ain that
This ain that, this ain that
You Ain sis
I don't know why these hoes talking like they is
I don't get it I be really with the shits
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Writer: Carrene Rzepnicki
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Rene Dior
Length: 3:14
Written by: Carrene Rzepnicki

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