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Nun Nun

"Nun Nun" Lyrics by CupcakKe

Niggas ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’, nothin’

I don’t split a bag with nothin’, nothin’

Niggas eat ass and get nothin’, nothin’

I’ll get ’em gone for the hundun

Niggas ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’, nothin’

I don’t split a bag with nothin’, nothin’

Niggas eat ass and get nothin’, nothin’

I’ll get ’em gone for the hundun

Here, kitty kitty, it’s a pussy fuckin’ with me

In my left, left titty, I’ma keep about fifty

I ain’t got no filter when I snap like Getty

Want my flowers no pity, I prefer no lilies

Licky, licky, licky, licky, licky, licky, licky

Watch you get my leg back and make the envelope sticky

Count all my hoes, I got double D’s, no titties

I’m the type to pull up late, still take you, make it quickly

Keep it on my hip, niggas straight lip

Niggas straight chicken, pull the ranch and dip (Fire, fire fire, fire)

Real niggas ’round, not a finger I lift

Float a nine five times and make it do a double shift

You bitches can’t rap, I’m the motherfucking GOAT

Won’t get in a booth, so get a boot to the show

Can he eat this pussy? I told him, “No”

Your veneers ’bout as big as SpongeBob, you a ho

Niggas ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’, nothin’

I don’t split a bag with nothin’, nothin’

Niggas eat ass and get nothin’, nothin’

I’ll get ’em gone for the hundun

Niggas ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’, nothin’

I don’t split a bag with nothin’, nothin’

Niggas eat ass and get nothin’, nothin’

I’ll get ’em gone for the hundun

That face card scream, “Let me speak to the manager, bitch, like right right now”

It declined, so little bitch, pipe down

Three dots in the text, I’m his type now

Hop in the back, I’ma hop in the front

Got a problem with a bitch, you can hop in the trunk

This net worth is what hoes want

Couldn’t reach this net even if a ho dunk

She pull up in a motherfuckin’ back, tryna see where he at, GPS said he in some ass crack

She acting like the feds to her ex, but she really FedEx, gave him box and he never looked back

In fact, I’m knowing these hoes straight cap

Don’t need a bad hair day to ever prove that

I whisper in his ear everything he wanna hear, then the next day, I’m looking at him like we never met

Niggas ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’, nothin’

I don’t split a bag with nothin’, nothin’

Niggas eat ass and get nothin’, nothin’

I’ll get ’em gone for the hundun

Niggas ain’t talkin’ ’bout nothin’, nothin’

I don’t split a bag with nothin’, nothin’

Niggas eat ass and get nothin’, nothin’

I’ll get ’em gone for the hundun

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