Max B - Aint No Fun lyrics

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Max B - Aint No Fun lyrics

[Max B:] What's good Boss Don Biggavel, Mac Mustard Wavy Crocket, Al Peezly See it's like this baby You gon' always be mine I don't give a f** what n***az you f** with You'll always be my b**h Do what I say (Gain Greene) Uh (tell you a little bit about this sh**) [Verse 1: Max B] I'm just tryna get my money straight I f** it from the back, she love to make the funny face That's right, beat it, don't stop, lift ya legs up, flip the cover off She s** it with the rubber off bu*ter-soft leather in the seat and the Porscha That was the spaceship, this is the flying saucer Flosser, it'll cost ya just for f**in' with my life like a enemy You just wanna f** me You just wanna, treat me like the rest of your b**hes and I'm a diva When I drive a beamer, me too (me too b**h) She wanted to f** my belt And every time this b**h touch me with her tongue I melt She said, "I wanna thank you for the gun I felt Ya sh** fit it so perfect, it was so worth it" I purchased the brand-new ride Make her scream "Max, damn you fly" [Hook: Max B] As long as you my b**h, you gon' always love me As long as you my b**h, you gon' always wanna f** Make sure you got two friends for Mac Mustard and Peezly Kuz it ain't no fun, if they can't f** too, ooh, ooh [Verse 2: Mac Mustard] I'm tryna get between ya knees and breeze And all I need is a bottle of Cru, me and you, a lil' weed Start slow with the motion, then pick up the speed In the back seat going hard, f**in' up the V And I been doin' this since the days at Elton Beach Talkin' on the park, smeezed, when they had the metal seats b**h, ain't lovin', better speak Kuz you lookin hungry for the team and I'm a let her eat Don't worry little mama, I got you Have yo' a** screamin' in the telle like I shot you I'm a wear that a** out, beatin' up the top too Goin' hard, I got to, my n***az is tryna block too, stop loot Kuz it's a priviledge to say Gain Greene n***a popped you, them other b**hes not you It ain't hard to spot you, your b**hes tryna rock They lookin' for a spot too So waddup [Hook: Max B] As long as you my b**h, you gon' always love me As long as you my b**h, you gon' always wanna f** Make sure you got two friends for Mac Mustard and Peezly Kuz it ain't no fun, if they can't f** too, ooh, ooh [Verse 3: Al Pac] I got a good girl, AKA Gangsta b**h And my shorty never hesitate to bang a b**h She realer than most of you n***az When it's time to go to war, she the first one squeezin' the triggers I like ma kuz she kept it real from the start f** these other hoes, only d**h could break us apart For the love of my baby, dog I'll put in work I dare a n***a violate, he gettin' put in the dirt My b**h is sweet kuz you see her up in the skirts She keep the 22 Pearl, brand-new up in the purse And she quick to let a n***a have it, my lady bust da ratchets She don't play when it come to the cabbage Not concerned with rocks and karats, my lady's not ya average She prefer handglocks, that's marriage Plus she also look good in Chanel and Fendi She split blunts and she sip Coke mixed with Henny She the type of chick that'll have you lay on they side She 'bout the paper and when it's beef, she ready to ride If I blow trial, lil' ma strangle the judge What we got here n***a is a gangsta's love [Hook: Max B] As long as you my b**h, you gon' always love me As long as you my b**h, you gon' always wanna f** Make sure you got two friends for Mac Mustard and Peezly Kuz it ain't no fun, if they can't f** too, ooh, ooh

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