No I'm Not Dat Nigga

No I'm Not Dat Nigga Lyrics

[Chorus x2]
No I'm not that nigga that be hugged up with you, but
I'm tha one walkin away
With your mouth on my nuts

[Juicy J]
Let's take a trip to east high
And talk about a b**ch
Who claims she's a model
But I think I heard she suckin dick
Always talkin bout what she can and gonna do
But I prefer the freaky b**ch to lay me down and chill
If a nigga see you in a hallway they all say
Put the hoe out the house out the way
Juicy J is the type a nigga that your hoes don't wanna dis
White Haven target b**ch
Take a sip of my p**s
And to that other stupid b**ch that go to Ferly
With the natural curly
Who was and giving non of that burly
Come to my crib and maybe yet you can come to the hideout
And let a nigga f**k it inside
(I gotta) Come in my shorts
Dog with gold fangs in the strip
Searching for a girl who works at Captain Dee's
Talkin sh*t who said I did nothin for her mayn
You's a f**kin sl*t
I'm not that nigga that be wit cha all hugged up
b**ch

[Chorus]

[Juicy J]
Freaky thing to these hoe's
Think they cold
Gold diggers
Always on a niggaz nuts
Always try to juice a nigga
(Buy me this, Buy me that)
b**ch I can't buy you jack
But I got these
For a broom and some Jimmy hats
If you wanna play around and tease
I don't want the cat
Dropped her off
Called up another f**kin hood rat
This is the girl
My nigga said had a deadly fight
Lights took them drunk
As the skunk comes out at night
Creepin through Cherokee
Real slow low key
Standin in the driveway
Now it's time for a nigga like me
To get the b**ch to do me up
Chew me up
Real sweet
Slob on the knob
You niggaz know the master piece
Once again
On the hoe stroll
Tryin to lay hoe
To a stupid dike lookin b**ch
23 years old
Working at Sam's Type Casino
Maybe lady luck
But I'm not that nigga that be with you all huged up

[Chorus - Till Fade]