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Master P - I Don't lyrics
Yo, this for all them niggas and bitches that thought it was over for No Limit And now y'all wan' holla cause y'all know it's back on and poppin' This what I got to tell y'all (UUUNNNGGHHH!) [Chorus] I, don't, fuck witchu, bitch, ass, uh, niggas I, don't, fuck witchu, bitch, ass, uh, niggas I (for my real thugs!) don't fuck witchu (for my real thugs!) bitch, ass (for my real thugs!) uh, niggas (my No Limit real thugs!) I (for my real thugs!) don't fuck witchu (for my real thugs!) bitch, ass (for my real thugs!) uh, niggas [Verse 1] The New No Limit so how you love that? The girls be jockin us wodie we all that The Ghetto Bill Gates so you know I got dollas I'm flippin CDs from tape, to 'cane we got power Hit the block big Bentley, rollin with the top ball Niggas jumped cap so wodie they fell off Now wodie can't hustle, and wodie can't eat I had paper before I met you boy you can't beat me Now wodie cryin like a broad that mean wodie fake The only reason wodie wanna sue cause wodie got replaced I mean, wodie be sayin all that, wodie raps wasn't all that And wodie trippin, ?? the house and the car at Chorus [Verse 2] I got my Gameface on, my name plate on If it don't say The New No Limit then be gone, huh I'm a couple o' years ahead of you cats I mean the big wolf is back and I'm eatin the pack How you trippin on me, but my papers too long While you focusin on me, your girl is gettin boned Why you worried about me? Is it catch 22? And that word love, it only come with loop I know you wasn't real from the first time I met you I was waitin for you to step out of line so I could wet you And if you play with fire then you might get burned But if you a real Soldier you can make your own turn Chorus |
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