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Thirtyball Nori - It's Mine Lyrics



Thirtyball Nori - It's Mine Lyrics




Yeah dirty ass cup
Put her on a plane on the road or the bus
You want smoke break em down I'ma put him in a blunt
On the bus with your hoe I ain't never tried to f*ck
If she with me she getting stuffed
And I got cheese stuffed crust
VVS shine bright make a nigga seize up
Ice on my neck make a bitch freeze up
Brodie on the yard like a hundred round rush
And we in the field like two hand touch
Cut a bitch off she was doin' too much
Why you tell your best friend that I put it in your butt
Why you tell that nigga that I put it in your gut
Why you tell that nigga that I never really f*cked
When you know I did
Who spinned they block it wasn't me
Whole time them niggas know who I did
Get it in with no ID OT
Cause them niggas know who I'm is
If I hit a bitch once you know who f*ckin' hoe that is

Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Shorty bring it back rewind
I just dropped one line one line one line one line
That's four
Shawty wanna f*ck one time she on go
I be eating like it's lunchtime I'm with bro
You don't get money they just send you to the store

Money on the floor bring money to the door
Money on wood make the game go good
You ain't from the hood you from the Wish a Nigga woods
OT I'm with Nine I'm with Ced I'm with Jugg
I couldn't sleep tight
I was broke nigga had bed bugs
I got murder on my mind boy that's red rum
I can never leave the house without my handgun
Put a switch on that make that bitch drum
She got too good head how this bitch dumb
Up stick make a bitch run
And the Jects tryna give this bitch her fifth son

Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Shorty bring it back rewind
I just dropped one line one line one line one line
That's four
Shawty wanna f*ck one time she on go
I be eating like it's lunchtime I'm with bro
You don't get money they just send you to the store

All I ever wanted was that bag
Ooh
I been getting money I don't know why it make these niggas mad
Ooh
I just put the coupe in sport man I treat it like I'm dad
Ooh
She get cocked down from a dropout but she got class
Ooh
12 get behind me It's a chase
I got that Glock on me my bitch got mace
Strike I just hit her first night you on first base
Bro don't make beats but he serve bass
Got that bitch in here eating meat I deserve a plate
Told that bitch she don't swallow skeet she don't deserve a date
I just bought a Audi i8 it just need skates
Yeah dope so fire he gone freebase
You ain't gotta ask about that bitch just know

Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Shorty bring it back rewind
I just dropped one line one line one line one line
That's four
Shawty wanna f*ck one time she on go
I be eating like it's lunchtime I'm with bro
You don't get money they just send you to the store

Money on the floor bring money to the door
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English

Yeah dirty ass cup
Put her on a plane on the road or the bus
You want smoke break em down I'ma put him in a blunt
On the bus with your hoe I ain't never tried to f*ck
If she with me she getting stuffed
And I got cheese stuffed crust
VVS shine bright make a nigga seize up
Ice on my neck make a bitch freeze up
Brodie on the yard like a hundred round rush
And we in the field like two hand touch
Cut a bitch off she was doin' too much
Why you tell your best friend that I put it in your butt
Why you tell that nigga that I put it in your gut
Why you tell that nigga that I never really f*cked
When you know I did
Who spinned they block it wasn't me
Whole time them niggas know who I did
Get it in with no ID OT
Cause them niggas know who I'm is
If I hit a bitch once you know who f*ckin' hoe that is

Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Shorty bring it back rewind
I just dropped one line one line one line one line
That's four
Shawty wanna f*ck one time she on go
I be eating like it's lunchtime I'm with bro
You don't get money they just send you to the store

Money on the floor bring money to the door
Money on wood make the game go good
You ain't from the hood you from the Wish a Nigga woods
OT I'm with Nine I'm with Ced I'm with Jugg
I couldn't sleep tight
I was broke nigga had bed bugs
I got murder on my mind boy that's red rum
I can never leave the house without my handgun
Put a switch on that make that bitch drum
She got too good head how this bitch dumb
Up stick make a bitch run
And the Jects tryna give this bitch her fifth son

Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Shorty bring it back rewind
I just dropped one line one line one line one line
That's four
Shawty wanna f*ck one time she on go
I be eating like it's lunchtime I'm with bro
You don't get money they just send you to the store

All I ever wanted was that bag
Ooh
I been getting money I don't know why it make these niggas mad
Ooh
I just put the coupe in sport man I treat it like I'm dad
Ooh
She get cocked down from a dropout but she got class
Ooh
12 get behind me It's a chase
I got that Glock on me my bitch got mace
Strike I just hit her first night you on first base
Bro don't make beats but he serve bass
Got that bitch in here eating meat I deserve a plate
Told that bitch she don't swallow skeet she don't deserve a date
I just bought a Audi i8 it just need skates
Yeah dope so fire he gone freebase
You ain't gotta ask about that bitch just know

Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Yeah It's mine
Shorty bring it back rewind
I just dropped one line one line one line one line
That's four
Shawty wanna f*ck one time she on go
I be eating like it's lunchtime I'm with bro
You don't get money they just send you to the store

Money on the floor bring money to the door
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Writer: Gerald Whitfield
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Performed By: Thirtyball Nori
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: Gerald Whitfield
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