NLE Choppa Ft Lil Wayne – Ain’t Gonna Answer

ان ال ای چوپا (لیل وین) – قرار نیست جواب بده

Don’t be worried ’bout what we be doing What we doing making money What they doing hating on us If you want it take from me What them other niggas do I don’t know cause I’on stunt Mind my business on my momma Fuck a nigga how I’m coming

Big booty bitch made her back her ass up Shots out the switch made him bag ass man up Say she yo’ bitch she my private dancer You can call her phone, but she ain’t gon’ answer

Go go go go I’m known to turn a bitch up talking way pass the ceiling go She fuck with me because these carrots like a rabbit silly hoe My nigga pop’ Percocets bike like a Willy hoe From the city of Memphis we known for macing and Pimpin But I’m hot boy I can’t lie I got some wheezy up in me You know that shit get greasy I’m in the streets like a meter She telling me that she need me, but Lord know she a eater Aye tell ’em drop his nuts he holding too much tension in his balls Made ’em run a 4 flat but he was six feet tall Like a high school hoe I’m tryna hit all y’all Yea I seen ’em stumble, but I’m tryna make ’em phaw phaw Shake it she was fully dressed now she naked Back shots front shots make bitches shapeshift Ready for the cumshot I told her to taste it Bad bitches chase me I use to fuck basics She asking for my raw dog hoe you get a latex I’m ball deep in her mouth make a bitch say less Swallow my nut or yo friend the replacement Put her on her knees yea I call that good graces

Don’t be worried ’bout what we be doing What we doing making money What they doing hating on us If you want it take from me What them other niggas doin’ I don’t know cause I’on stunt Mind my business on my momma Fuck a nigga how I’m coming

Big booty bitch made her back her ass up Shots out the switch made him bag ass man up Say that she yo’ bitch she my private dancer

She said come here, she said get here She said stop playing nigga, bring that dick here Oo I got bitches waitin’ to see me like a premiere Oo and her mouth be full of semen, look like veneers Oo don’t be worried bout what I’m doing, doing be worried ’bout who I’m doing Don’t be worried bout who I flew in, all these Percocet I’m chewin’ All these birkin and these Louies, got her twerking that lil booty She said throw that dick Lil Tunechi, she gon’ catch it like a movie I be X’ing bitches out, leave her at that nigga house Never thought I’d leave my kids until I love ’em then I’m out I be stretching bitches out, you be stressin’ bitches out I’m like Lionel Messi, kickin’ messy bitches out Girl, you workin’ with some ass hat, smack it with my bad hand Oo she got that fat cat, I give that cat a cat scan From a hot boy to a mad men, that high water or hell deep Call him NLE you can call me Machiavelli Shirt off, Choppa on, Weezy baby, Babylon I’m greedy baby, ramadan, I got my slimes with me, it’s a slime-athon Wake up with Balenciaga pajamas on with two bitches Check my phone, new pictures, I check your ass like the new Twitter Tunechi

Don’t be worried ’bout what we be doing What we doing making money What they doing hating on us If you want it take from me What them other niggas do I don’t know cause I’on stunt Mind my business on my momma Fuck a nigga how I’m coming

Big booty bitch made her back her ass up Shots out the switch made him bag ass man up Say she yo’ bitch she my private dancer You can call her phone and I’ll probably answer, nigga Mula Baby