Nigga Ain’t Runnin No More Songtext
von Chris Crack

Yeah, bitch


And you know we still flavorful
I′m just tryna get with my baby
Runnin' out of options no more cause that shit we ain′t takin'
So don't fall fall for no race baitin′ bitch
I get higher than space stations
My mind when on vacation
My day patient
Had to wait through the appetizers
I stay plated
I was on the important mission
She special because she go the distance and she hit the pistol
I walk a mile in my Wallies
No pullin′ over to potty
I asked the posers to stop it
Can't beat the king like Rodney
I′m just joshin'
And her Booty big as the Anunnaki, hotter than Takis
Whisper in her ear "thе pennies is dropping"
Fairly sloppy on the world tour likе Randy Watson
I be very cautious I′m rarely faulty
They barely walkin'
And I dont them niggas doin′ but I'm Mary Poppin'

If he sets one foot on this property, nigga Charlie will kill him!