Pooh Beatz - No Telling lyrics

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Pooh Beatz - No Telling lyrics

[Verse] No, no telling b**h check my resume I was born with felonies Y'all n***as pissy as hell, Like R. Kelly I'm on Hollywood, And I'll smoke a salary Y'all looking sad to me Heard y'all n***as after me k**as in the back of me Buy so many skittles n***a, I probably got cavities We ain't in the trap no mo, We in the factories Bag so heavy I am not an athlete But I score MVP 3 peat, Championship Bag can't touch down, One week Sooooo my n***a Saw you with yo little boo Awe she done chose I don't want your heart and soul n***a, Cause she old These n***as want you to fall, I know You told me you love me, I don't I'm married to the money baby, Over you Period Mo gold than a pyramid Compact 40 ducked off in my timberlands These n***as femine Semi show goupie ain't cinnamon The feds ready to penaten f** the ops f** the cops f** these skeesers Red drank, Blue pill No R&B singer Call up Pinger, If you wanna get lit Aye Pooh On my mamma these boys don't want this Hell naw You f**ing with a real D boy Bullets shells will have you dancing like Leroy Don't give one f** You don't gotta like me Mob sh** k** yo a** for being shisty With the white people Never racist b**h My best friend, Ben Franklin f** you saying I'm a mastermind I hate liars Go and tell the owner to come outside Right now n***a ATL hittas AB in the fiscar Love the old days, But I don't miss em b**h Cause my hands keep itching Aye I feel that meal ticket [Hook] It's too late to apologize It's too late to apologize n***a It's too late to apologize Rather yo mamma cry then my mamma cry p**y

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