No Panty - Rrraahh lyrics

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No Panty - Rrraahh lyrics

[Verse 1: Joell Ortiz] I can do this all day Y'all playing with it Nuttin like J OE and 2 Ls I'm lit Who nailed ya b**h? Me Even bought her some new nails and sh** Carwash just detailed the whip I ain't answering emails for sh** Nah baby I came out to play In that new I8 out the way E Drive don't make sounds a lot I'm feeling the hate now but stop Stash boxed this trey pound I copped Spin around and lay down ya block I'm a rapping dope boy so chill All my n***as is doughboys for real No Cubas to hop out the car Just shooters that hop out like raaahahhh [Hook] Rahh rahh rahh Rahh rahh rahh Rahh rahh rahh Rahh rahh rahh [Verse 2: Bodega Bamz] Champ is here Now I'm getting lit Chicks in front of me Lights on Camera shy Lost boy Rubbing checks Shorty drop it low For this money, money Show me what you mean If you really love me n***as do whatever For the cudi cudi Straight out the ghetto Where it's pretty ugly You the one I'm liking I need the reason Cause everybody had you Like the season Tryna grow old with a pretty flower Like a little cold With a little lava Hot hot You know I like it baby Hot hot You know I like it baby Ratatatat Ratatatat When she throw it back Make her a** clap They way you break hearts Get your a** cap Songwriters, composers, and publishers All love her her Her s** is a leathal weapon I might Danny Glover Like Gary Payton No rubber Ima smooth mothaf**a [Hook] Rahh rahh rahh Rahh rahh rahh Rahh rahh rahh Rahh rahh rahh [Verse 3: Nitty Scott] I make the trigga go, rahh rahh Okay, I reloaded G Cla**, snatchin' ya pa**, I revoke it Rat, tat, banging dem baskets free throw it If it make ya back ya a** up, chances we wrote it Her back half lookin a tad bad She bomber than Baghdad The brain got her pa**ing her math cla** She know her worth and she add tax Smokin' fatties with a baddie, I don't pa** that This sh** remind me of Bikins of Wakiki I'm feeding kiwi to my b**hes in a teepee I don't know why you keep s**in on pee pee You n***as couldn't be me with a personal genie Indigenious, digital b**h I ain't afraid to let ya know when I'm a diggin b**h Santeria from my Tia, they sniffin a witch Shake her hips and have a n***a all gripping his sh** That's what the jungle do This is animal behavior on the jungle juice We just burn a lotta tree, know a truck or two Try to move in on the tribe n***as come for you [Hook] Rahh rahh rahh Rahh rahh rahh Rahh rahh rahh Rahh rahh rahh

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