No Lie - Young Money

I am sippin’on that lean, don’t bring me no bottles hoe

I make it rain so hard, flowers grow, Hollygrove

Four baby mamas, no baby mama drama

Bad bitch at home sleepin, I go home and sleep behind her, uh Shout out to my weed man, shout out to my lean man

I’m sittin’on these muthafuckin’millions like a beanbag

Fuck you, don’t judge me, drug me then love me Eat me some pussy when I got the munchies

I’m trippin', tell Pippen, to beam me up Scottie

Got pounds of that kush watch me go on a diet

That’s no lie, I’m so high, you pussy ass niggas Massengill

I got them yellow xanax, I slipped on a banana peel

Trukfit t-shirt, blunt dipped in syrup

Pass that weed around like some fuckin’hors d’oeuvres

Man I’m shit faced and your bitch facin'

She high too, fuckin’right

My number one F-A-N, you know what that mean, Fuck All Night, ugh

Yeah, I’ma let that breathe

Let that breathe

Uh, nigga I fucked that bitch that’s with ya And she send me naked pictures

If I was you I wouldn’t kiss her, you know why?

You know why, yeah, uh, now all my bad bitches say word

You ain’t never jocked no nigga, you ain’t never sweat no nigga

Yeah, you don’t want none of these niggas

Bitch, I ain’t one of these niggas, ho I be doin’my own thing, red bone with a tongue-ring

We get home and she go straight for that head, gun range

Fuck your feelings I’m feelin’me, you want real?

That’s real as me Mask on, trick-or-treat, my sign say «Dick for free»

All my homies ride or die, all my bitches ride or die

I look her pussy eye-to-eye then suck that muthafucka dry

Yes Lord

Yeah and she say «Yes Lord»

Yeah, Dedikation 4, hoe

Scoob in this bitch with me?