Frenchie (feat. B.o.B & Chanel West Coast) - Aint Goin Nowhere | Текст песни

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• Frenchie (feat. B.o.B & Chanel West Coast)
• Aint Goin Nowhere

(Hook)
If ya see us in the streets, lay us down cuz ya want to come fuck wit us
Y'all clown ass bitches be snitchin' around here, we ready 2 bust
We rollin' back into the night, the night...
We everywhere, we everywhere, yeah, we ain't goin' nowhere

(Verse: Frenchie)
Since a lil dude, had the juice runnin' thru my veins
Got me feelin' like Pac (goin' nowhere)
Like a stop sign posted on yo block, I'm about mine
I'mma get guap (goin' nowhere)
I pull up in that all black
Cruisin' my city, hit the button top fall back
Black phantom, black tints
Yellow Tims, Sacto my rims
Ya don't got to like me but yo chick know me
Puff Daddy in the city, I'm the big homie
When ya see us in the club, fifty bottles with sparkles, bring em to us
Errybody in yo section want to come over here, y'all ain't fuckin' wit us
Wait, hol' up, freeze!
Yo pockets immature, yo $ need to grow up, please
Ya don't really know my speed
Two hunid on the dash, you'll know when I leave

(Hook)
If ya see us in the streets, lay us down cuz ya want to come fuck wit us
Y'all clown ass bitches be snitchin' around here, we ready 2 bust
We rollin' back into the night, the night...
We everywhere, we everywhere, yeah, we ain't goin' nowhere

(Verse 2: BoB)
We ain't goin', but yo girl at my crib tiptoein'
The bandmobile only move for the coin
The bandmobile only move for the coin, foreign
I'm an employer, I ain't got no time to loiter
Got a Glock in erry drawer, blame it on my paranoia
Smokin' thru the quarters like I'm tryin' 2 meet a porter
Get yo lady off my sofa before I hit her wit the cobra
Wit the cobra, your wallet's on a diet
Ladies raise yo hand if ya got low mileage
I got a dope hybrid, yo pack is so quiet
I ain't goin' nowhere bitch, unless I'm goin' diamond
Bandz!

(Hook)
If ya see us in the streets, lay us down cuz ya want to come fuck wit us
Y'all clown ass bitches be snitchin' around here, we ready 2 bust
We rollin' back into the night, the night...
We everywhere, we everywhere, yeah, we ain't goin' nowhere

(Verse 3: Frenchie)
I got yo girl runnin' hard, a hunit lines
Got two girls off of insta, double time
Now from a real nigga to a real nigga
I'm on now, so I don't got to deal with ya
But I'mma keep it real with ya
Take a couple million just fo' me feel with ya
I ain't goin' nowhere no time soon
Hear them hustlas in the car when the car move
Wait, hold up, please
I be errywhere, ya don't eva show up, please
Next stop, overseas
Countin' new $ , I call it that Euro cheese

(Hook)
If ya see us in the streets, lay us down cuz ya want to come fuck wit us
Y'all clown ass bitches be snitchin' around here, we ready 2 bust
We rollin' back into the night, the night...
We everywhere, we everywhere, yeah, we ain't goin' nowhere

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