Guerilla Maab

Guerilla Maab - Aint No Nigga Like Me lyrics

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(feat. Lil' O)


[Dougie D]

You ain't never seen a nigga, that's thugging just like me

A nigga that could take you from a Timex, to a Rolley

And I ain't tricking baby, just the fact I can change your world

To diamonds and pearls, ?and lovers up out the world?

Now how you loving that, baby like Pac I'll make you famous

While caressing up on your tittes, and rubbing on your anus

Its the Dougie Daddy, many boppers they wanna have me

But we be too caught up in shopping, and fucking in the Caddy

Now just throw it at me, baby you know my playa status

A nigga that's shining and grinding, and get it trying to have it

We could ball out till we fall out, and bring it on right back

Pop the seal right off of the Eighty, we drinking all that

Can't get enough of this, living lavage with many karats

Up on our neck and our wrist, riding a candy coated carriage

And that did you raw, showing you shit you never saw

But taking you places, that you never ever thought of before


[Hook: Z-Ro]

I bet he don't hop out of sixes like me

Platinum Rolex, on both wrists just like me

Is he able to surrender a whole section, like me

And still have time, for you to sex me baby

I bet he won't be there when its hard, like me

Plus I know, he ain't a ghetto rap star like me

H-5 and rolling up in a Jordan, like me

I'm the best been, ain't nobody raw like me


[Lil' O]

Bitch shake that loser, run with the aces

Let me hit the pussy, on a regular basis

We could ball in the mall, spend big faces

Go see the world, take a trip to Vegas

Front row at the Lakers, its a fact I'm real

We so close to the court, you could slap Sequel

While these jealous hoes, checking out your fashion skills

I got you in the Prada skirt, with the matching heels 

Now can your man do that, these seats cost money

Can he handle that, I don't think so

Your thinking that you cheating, but don't think hoe

Just think about my life, and how my ice twinkle

And if you play your cards right, you could have the same

And all I want in return, is ass and some brain

No asking for change, I just give it to you

But you know I take it back, once I dig it in you


[Hook: Z-Ro]


[Trae]

What it do baby girl, I know you know about the Guerilla Maab type thugs

Staying down at the club, getting dubbed valet three deep and on dubs

I'm a Southside superstar, I ain't knocking that cat

But that pretty boy shit played out, baby that's a fact

You need a thug in your life, somebody to run up in you right

Or throw that X in your life, get ready for late night hype

You know we rough raw, and we keeping you turned on like night lights

Ain't no nigga like me, cross the line and whip on the scene

I can show show you better than I'll tell you, ain't no doing it like I does

Fuck thinking of what it was, throw the middle finger to that scrub

Wanna get away to come out with, for real I set it off

Make you think it be like the boss, have you hollin' Trae like you lost


[Hook x2: Z-Ro]
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