YG - Yo n***a Ain't Me lyrics

[Hook: Charlie Hood and YG] See shawty be rocking them things that are lame And I swear, I swear If you was my b**h I'd have you sittin' chillin' right here(right here) Cause yo' n***a ain't me he can't do it like this Yo' n***a ain't me he can't do it like this x3 [Verse 1: Charley Hood] Now I used to look fly but I really was a broke n***a Now I got money chilling in my house n***a b**hes love me they respect my grind My other b**h tripping though, she ain't worth my time If you were real b**h you would respect me too They rather act like a ho and coppa attitude My kush is k** bill, my swag is so smooth The paper stack high I can't see the little dudes And I be on some pimping I put 'em on fig(?) I bellin'(?) to the set like who got a big I'm eating her p**y I think I need a bib Six flat screens all flew out my crib [Hook: Charlie Hood and YG] See shawty be rocking them things that are lame And I swear, I swear If you was my b**h I'd have you sittin' chillin' right here(right here) Cause yo' n***a ain't me he can't do it like this Yo' n***a ain't me he can't do it like this x3 [Verse 2: YG] It's YG the lady's man and a Mercedes Benz Kicks fresh, whip sitting on the latest rims If you was my b**h I'd have you saying, I'm dating him Put him on date mood and make you start playing him I be on some fly sh** like all the time, sh** And you would too if you was my b**h Drop the top of the whip and tell you hop in Push a bu*ton watch it take off like a rocket He a stopsign(?)-type n***a, so stop it And be my baby in the cradle and the one I rock with Like the tag on the Gucci bag get it pop it Like f** with me, I give you a profit How you choose you love like you had other options Like why you lying to this girl n***a stop frontin' They talk about they balling that's just gossip No disease, but f** with me like I got some [Hook: Charlie Hood and YG] See shawty be rocking them things that are lame And I swear, I swear If you was my b**h I'd have you sittin' chillin' right here(right here) Cause yo' n***a ain't me he can't do it like this Yo' n***a ain't me he can't do it like this x3 [Verse 3: Dubb] Yo' n***a ain't me he couldn't be me if I taught him Hold them Gucci bags all them chinchillas I bought them Splurging in the mall dropping stacks like I have an orange carrot to my chain, attract the b**hes like they rabbits Swag on automatic my whole clique tatter Walk in chick magnet, the bad b**h bandit You got the b**h branded, it's all in the game But I play it like mad, rich like ( ) To the bank laughing, me and YG and my young n***a Charley H. double-O D Looking for a barbie, pink car in the garage Her name Nicki so I just wanna Minaj Dick s**ing her profession she do one hell of a job Hop on me like a boss see who come and take a ride Aye, baby how you gon' survive after I eat that p**y I'mma eat yo' a** alive [Hook: Charlie Hood and YG] See shawty be rocking them things that are lame And I swear, I swear If you was my b**h I'd have you sittin' chillin' right here(right here) Cause yo' n***a ain't me he can't do it like this Yo' n***a ain't me he can't do it like this x3