Rico Nasty - Don't Tell Me sh**! lyrics

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Rico Nasty - Don't Tell Me sh**! lyrics

[Intro: $ean Thom] Uhm, yeah-yeah-yeah Uhm, yeah-yeah-yeah [Hook: $ean Thom] b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that [Verse 1: $ean Thom] b**h I got my (?) shout my Rasta Overall rating 99, might shock ya b**h I got my (?) dope in a locker Dick game resume, my sh** says I'm a monster Calvin Klein waist, son you know I got designer Chain stupid long, big bricks, might blind ya Check my GPS, I need my hoes, I need to find 'em Please don't rap me up, b**h this ain't no f**ing cypher Oh, I'm sorry told shawty flip a brick Baby lost it now she in some deep sh** Not my problem, I'ma hit my next lick When I'm up, please don't disrespect this Federal my charger, b**h I'm loving broad street Playing different cards, switching different cars In the backseat, I'm from Pluto (?) boyfriend, he from Mars Get my re-up from the Rasta All my dope be in the jar [Hook: $ean Thom] b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that [Verse 2: Rico Nasty] All of my (?) are foreign, all of my clothes are expensive I got him eating this p**y, (?) Baby girl I'm so savage, living life I'm so lavish All you b**hes is jokers so you know that I'm laughing Laughing at you b**hes on my way to the bank All of you b**hes is in hiding like you name was Ann Frank No disrespect to the dudes cause my check was diamond encrusted And disrespect none of my n***as or my guns get to busting (?) b**h, no discussion I'm balling, no limits, while you ball on a budget Oh my God man, I love it Screaming I'm not in the cut, I'm at the bank I didn't go MIA, I went money hunting Cause I'm a baby lover, money lover I can't stand an undercover I like checks, I like blue hundreds n***as checking like I want 'em Baby you the only one, n***a don't tell me that He said baby you my number one, n***a don't tell me that [Hook: $ean Thom] b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that b**h don't tell me this, b**h don't tell me that

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