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Young Nudy - On The Curb lyrics

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On The Curb by Young Nudy


(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Hahaha, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Uh, oh, yeah (Yeah), uh, oh, yeah (COUPE), yeah
Disrespect me, put that b**ch on the curb
Lotta flowers, tell [?]
You think I'm mean? Boy, come see me on lean
I be happy when I'm poppin' a bean
Pop a xan', then she suck me to sleep (Ooh)
Wake up on the bullsh*t, start me some beef (Ooh)
In the street, make a pussy nigga starve (Yeah, yeah)
In the trenches, where you scared, we rob (Yeah)
You not built for this sh*t, nigga
Boy, you do not deserve no type of pistol (Nah)
Snatch it up off 'em, get slapped with a pistol
It's a wrap 'fore you rat, pussy ass nigga (Pussy ass nigga)
Real street nigga in the door, b**ch nigga (Yeah)
Get money, I'll f**k your ho, let's go get her
I'm tryna go get money, real gorilla
I'll bust a nigga for the money, let's go kill 'em (Let's go kill 'em, yeah)
I really cut the lights on, walked in this b**ch, got this motherf**ker lit (Yeah, lit)
Big 4L gang in this b**ch (4L), throw that b**ch up if you represent (Represent)
Know Slimeball ain't scared of sh*t (Slime)
Richer than my opps, they be broke as sh*t (I am)
They be shooting for free, I be shooting for money (Well, damn)
I'm a rich shooter, b**ch, we getting money (Yeah)
And you know I'm known for dumpin' and pull up on a pussy nigga, hit him in the face (Wow)
Smash off in the muhf**kin' Wraith, real right sh*t, it been in my face
Street motto, b**ch you know how I play
Bad b**ch and bottles when we go play (Yeah)
Stackin' money, b**ch, I been paper chasin' (Yeah)
Got my money up, now I can go slay (Yeah)
Disrespect me, put that b**ch on the curb
Lotta flowers, tell [?]
You think I'm mean? Boy, come see me on lean
I be happy when I'm poppin' a bean
Pop a xan', then she suck me to sleep (Ooh)
Wake up on the bullsh*t, start me some beef (Ooh)
In the street, make a pussy nigga starve (Yeah, yeah)
In the trenches, where you scared, we rob (Yeah)
You not built for this sh*t, nigga
Boy, you do not deserve no type of pistol (Nah)
Snatch it up off 'em, get slapped with a pistol
It's a wrap 'fore you rat, pussy ass nigga (Pussy ass nigga)
Real street nigga in the door, b**ch nigga (Yeah)
Get money, I'll f**k your ho, let's go get her
I'm tryna go get money, real gorilla
I'll bust a nigga for the money, let's go kill 'em (Let's go kill 'em, yeah)
Shoot a nigga with a stick (Yeah)
Leave a nigga stuck there just like a stick (Wow)
Walk up, fresh as hell, and kill a b**ch
Rich Shooter, shawty came from sh*t
Ain't have money, nigga, I ain't have sh*t
I seen these pussy niggas whip a brick
I backdoor a nigga turn to a lick
I'm a different breed, you ain't on this sh*t
90's baby, wipe him out (Wipe him out)
Sit inside a pussy nigga house, we stalk him out (Yeah)
Soon as he poppin' out, we poppin' out
Made the wrong move and that fire poppin' out
Finna get the money, that's what I'm 'bout
When I hit a lick, I'm in and out (In and out, in and out)
When I hit a lick, I'm in and out (In and out)
Disrespect me, put that b**ch on the curb
Lotta flowers, tell [?]
You think I'm mean? Boy, come see me on lean
I be happy when I'm poppin' a bean
Pop a xan', then she suck me to sleep (Ooh)
Wake up on the bullsh*t, start me some beef (Ooh)
In the street, make a pussy nigga starve (Yeah, yeah)
In the trenches, where you scared, we rob (Yeah)
You not built for this sh*t, nigga
Boy, you do not deserve no type of pistol (Nah)
Snatch it up off 'em, get slapped with a pistol
It's a wrap 'fore you rat, pussy ass nigga (Pussy ass nigga)
Real street nigga in the door, b**ch nigga (Yeah)
Get money, I'll f**k your ho, let's go get her
I'm tryna go get money, real gorilla
I'll bust a nigga for the money, let's go kill 'em (Let's go kill 'em, yeah)



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