Ca**ius Jay - No One Else lyrics

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Ca**ius Jay - No One Else lyrics

[Intro: Peewee Longway] No one motherf**ing else, can't be Know what I'm saying n***a? [Hook: Young Thug] Tell him lil' Jeff said that he feel like no one else Tell him Peewee Longway say he feel like no one else Tell him big Guwop say that he feel like no one else Tell him lil' Guwop say that he feel like no one else When I copped that Rover, man, I drove like no one else When he copped that Audi, bet he drove like no one else When he bought a Phantom, bet he drove like no one else When your ho leave Guapo bet she feel like no one else [Verse 1: Young Thug] I got a bad b**h, she say she feel like nobody Ain't no vampire, but I got Buffie The Body Made a 100k off rapping; rapping, that is my hobby Longway meet the newest member of the goddamn lobby This monkey b**h crabbing, so I cashed out on her partner I don't know her, but she say she know the mother of my daughter I'm not talking 'bout no dad, but we don't have to go farther I don't care, but if you ever need booze, I take your hard-earned I look just like my middle name, that a** fat from a mile away I got my mother's friends, I like that p**y bald head I'm thugger, major pain, I put that icing on her grill Just like Johnny Dang, Johnny Dang, Johnny Dang [Hook] [Verse 2: Peewee Longway] When I'm a Audi, Longway feel like no one else Got your b**h into her vest, just call me Peewee Longway health Now roll my weed, stuffed up two grams Too f**ed up, two cups in the Phantom Lord, that ain't us, that country grammar Something like a country boy staying in Atlanta Y'all n***as ain't know we sip mud out the Phantom Clienteles'll get your a** scrubbed in Atlanta Skinny Beretta on deuces, don't scrub in the Audi UK, foreign whip, don't know a n***a like it Switch-a-roo a UK b**h, I thought a n***a like it Big Guwop, Guapo,Thug in the posse Yeen sh** like us, cause we going in your pockets Boot it up, n***a, took off like a rocket We the plug in the socket Take a n***a b**h, it's a hobby Run around the motherf**ing lobby Guapo and Thug, back to back serving in the 'rari Got racks that are older than Atari. Guwop and the bud Just finessed the plug out a thousand The Brick Factory count up a thousand Sipping mud out the mug, white folk think a n***a wildin' You'll never see another n***a like it [Hook] [Verse 3: Gucci Mane] They say I walk like cash, and I talk too fast Girl to the mall yeah I bought her two bags Gucci Mane tryna sell more houses Don't give a damn that I used to sell ounces My block be my trap house, power Sell out apartments, Section-8 housing Gucci is the God, man, you don't want to start it Have the world saying "Dearly Departed" All she wrote Bandanna hanging Fat lady singing, quote, unquote I sell dope, I cut coke Expensive a** boat Imma keep it up afloat I'm the captain, all aboard Come on, why you can't afford If I wasn't rapping, I'd be robbing That's hard for you to absorb Florida free, more keys for me Serve it to you dirty cheap Dirty dog, dirty drop, so Imma charge you thirty-three Swagger jack my style, yeah you stole it like a burglary 911 emergency, I keep on making currencies [Hook] [Verse 4: Jose Guapo] OK, now when she on that molly she turn to somebody else She so ready to f** she tried to do it by herself I told her that's Versace, watch how you pulling on that belt And these is Christian Loub, now that's a rack every time I step I'm with Longway, I'm with Jeff Just poured up eight up by myself Pull up in that foreign feature 'rari, hop out and just sit Touchdown in LA, 1017, God they on jets I seen Guwop call up Birdman, told 100k a bet Why every time you see the kid I'm with another n***a's b**h? All my shooters play with choppers, you can tell they with the sh** I don't give a f** about her, she'll get f**ed then get dismissed Smoking weed and sipping lean, designer down behind the tent

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