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Nah Mean


Bree Terry Lyrics

 

Nah Mean Lyrics

Nah Mean by Bree Terry


Soon as I walk in the club, niggas show love, b**ches dont shake
And b**ches been looking and instantly hatin
My bottles stay blatted, I know you aint checking for me
Plattin and skeamin on me
But can get the check on for me
No mula, no hit what you mean?
Now I make my heals on, Im standing tall
Towel over you peddy ass broles
Bug it twist it, pretend you go hard
Add all my numbers you mama get on
Since '92, mama said I been on
If you think different then you got me wrong
All of these niggas they turnin' me off
Turnin' me off and you aint turnin' me on
And none of these b**ches got shade on me
Aint none of these b**ches got shade on me, nah me
Aint none of these b**ches got shade on me, nah me
Aint none of these b**ches got shade on me, nah me
Look my amigo cant take no mas
Say you all nigga, into me gus
Ill be too busy just counting my money
And stunning and blowing and show it all
But you dont hear me
So we gonna turn on, hit that souse on feelin
I make my heals on, Im standing tall
Towel over you peddy ass broles
Bug it twist it, pretend you go hard
Add all my numbers you mama get on
Since '92, mama said I been on
If you think different then you got me wrong
All of these niggas they turnin' me off
Turnin' me off and you aint turnin' me on
And none of these b**ches got shade on me
Aint none of these b**ches got shade on me, nah me
Aint none of these b**ches got shade on me, nah me
Aint none of these b**ches got shade on me, nah me
I came here again as a dancer, now my future is bright then Amber
The I drop heat A class, put my hands up like I know that thats ok
I come to the square of the divas
Had to do like tow artist ?
Im not a rapper Im more a speaker ?
A pich tha start order and start kiss it, not me
How better then me, guess I hit crickets
Bit bread, no time for no ?
Guess is terrific, my sense will hit ?
?
Im gone like faxes will skill
Ooh thats your man? I dont need him
You ashame to heaze him
If I show you how I put my D in
This b**ches dont get the message and I will add em like you landa
This fine to get on and return on
b**ch told me her name was Anna and I had to decline her
Cant be friends with a chick how name too close to Anna
If they think you nothing but you know you something, is on, is on
Take few hundred and go like nothin is close
Then you got no money but all your pocket stay on your whores
They jelous, they hating, take a few nothing
Stun on the whores
Then aint got no money but only your pocket stay on the whores
They jelous, they hating, take a few nothing
Stun on the whores
Stun on the whores
Stun on the whores
And if you aint on, will you get on?
Better stun on them whores
Stun on the whores
Stun on the whores
And if you aint on, will you get on?
Better stun on them whores
Stun on the whores
Stun on the whores
Aint none of these b**ches got shade on me, nah me
Aint none of these b**ches got shade on me, nah me
Aint none of these b**ches got shade on me, nah me
Ooh, ooh, ooh yeah
No me, no me, no me
Aint none of these b**ches got shade on me,
Ooh man Im so stupid, come on man



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