Yeah
Yo check it
Yeah Imma real gutta chick
Yeah I talk how I feel blunt as hell
Walk a dog if I see him wag his tail
And Imma let you know
I ain't a fan of the bull shit
And that fasho
All my ex's where the proof is
She gripping that pole yeah she wanna get paid and
He shaking them rocks cuz he tryna get laid
Call him Frito-Lay
Because he free to lay down with ah bitch that make him backflip his half brick
Don't waste no time
Finding Love
I be on the grind
Before you know I'll be on to the next nigga
Hold on to yo Man
Why he tryna be my friend
Hold on to yo man
Before I make him my next nigga
Yo Ex nigga my next nigga
Sike Please
My Ex tripping on new niggas
Get on yo knees
Why bagging for this treat like a dog
I ain't having it
You give a dog a bone
Haha they coming back again
Cuz I ain't bout to have another nigga bring me down
Know I building them up and I break em back down Like a Pound Like Kash Doll
These niggas be fronting on who they tryna be
I'm just out here hustling Nigga
Tryna make an ends meet
Cuz Imma paper chaser
Not a pump faker
Tell yo bitch to
See you later
When I'm done
Call the waiter
Placing bets on table
You know the More the merrier
I call he come faster than a Jack Russell Terrier
Don't waste no time
Finding Love
I be on the grind
Before you know I'll be on to the next nigga
Hold on to yo Man
Why he tryna be my friend
Hold on to yo man
Before I make him my next nigga
Next Nigga
Next Nigga
Before I make him my next nigga
Next Nigga
Ugh Huh
When I buy that brand new Benz imma floss it
Call me Chrissy Ross Cuz I'm doing big boss shit
Diamond Stones on my neck heavy glossing
Balling on these nigga like I'm playing for New Orleans
Now throw yo hands up in the air
Now let's go
And wave them back and forth like you don't care
Now let's go
Throw yo hands up and the air
Now let's go
And wave them back and fourth like you don't care
Cause you Don't
Don't waste no time
Finding Love
I be on the grind
Before you know I'll be on to the Next Nigga
Hold on to yo Man
Why he tryna be my friend
Hold on to yo man
Before I make him my next nigga
Chrissy Ross - Hold on (Next Nigga) [feat. Rossybabi] Lyrics
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Yeah
Yo check it
Yeah Imma real gutta chick
Yeah I talk how I feel blunt as hell
Walk a dog if I see him wag his tail
And Imma let you know
I ain't a fan of the bull shit
And that fasho
All my ex's where the proof is
She gripping that pole yeah she wanna get paid and
He shaking them rocks cuz he tryna get laid
Call him Frito-Lay
Because he free to lay down with ah bitch that make him backflip his half brick
Don't waste no time
Finding Love
I be on the grind
Before you know I'll be on to the next nigga
Hold on to yo Man
Why he tryna be my friend
Hold on to yo man
Before I make him my next nigga
Yo Ex nigga my next nigga
Sike Please
My Ex tripping on new niggas
Get on yo knees
Why bagging for this treat like a dog
I ain't having it
You give a dog a bone
Haha they coming back again
Cuz I ain't bout to have another nigga bring me down
Know I building them up and I break em back down Like a Pound Like Kash Doll
These niggas be fronting on who they tryna be
I'm just out here hustling Nigga
Tryna make an ends meet
Cuz Imma paper chaser
Not a pump faker
Tell yo bitch to
See you later
When I'm done
Call the waiter
Placing bets on table
You know the More the merrier
I call he come faster than a Jack Russell Terrier
Don't waste no time
Finding Love
I be on the grind
Before you know I'll be on to the next nigga
Hold on to yo Man
Why he tryna be my friend
Hold on to yo man
Before I make him my next nigga
Next Nigga
Next Nigga
Before I make him my next nigga
Next Nigga
Ugh Huh
When I buy that brand new Benz imma floss it
Call me Chrissy Ross Cuz I'm doing big boss shit
Diamond Stones on my neck heavy glossing
Balling on these nigga like I'm playing for New Orleans
Now throw yo hands up in the air
Now let's go
And wave them back and forth like you don't care
Now let's go
Throw yo hands up and the air
Now let's go
And wave them back and fourth like you don't care
Cause you Don't
Don't waste no time
Finding Love
I be on the grind
Before you know I'll be on to the Next Nigga
Hold on to yo Man
Why he tryna be my friend
Hold on to yo man
Before I make him my next nigga
Yo check it
Yeah Imma real gutta chick
Yeah I talk how I feel blunt as hell
Walk a dog if I see him wag his tail
And Imma let you know
I ain't a fan of the bull shit
And that fasho
All my ex's where the proof is
She gripping that pole yeah she wanna get paid and
He shaking them rocks cuz he tryna get laid
Call him Frito-Lay
Because he free to lay down with ah bitch that make him backflip his half brick
Don't waste no time
Finding Love
I be on the grind
Before you know I'll be on to the next nigga
Hold on to yo Man
Why he tryna be my friend
Hold on to yo man
Before I make him my next nigga
Yo Ex nigga my next nigga
Sike Please
My Ex tripping on new niggas
Get on yo knees
Why bagging for this treat like a dog
I ain't having it
You give a dog a bone
Haha they coming back again
Cuz I ain't bout to have another nigga bring me down
Know I building them up and I break em back down Like a Pound Like Kash Doll
These niggas be fronting on who they tryna be
I'm just out here hustling Nigga
Tryna make an ends meet
Cuz Imma paper chaser
Not a pump faker
Tell yo bitch to
See you later
When I'm done
Call the waiter
Placing bets on table
You know the More the merrier
I call he come faster than a Jack Russell Terrier
Don't waste no time
Finding Love
I be on the grind
Before you know I'll be on to the next nigga
Hold on to yo Man
Why he tryna be my friend
Hold on to yo man
Before I make him my next nigga
Next Nigga
Next Nigga
Before I make him my next nigga
Next Nigga
Ugh Huh
When I buy that brand new Benz imma floss it
Call me Chrissy Ross Cuz I'm doing big boss shit
Diamond Stones on my neck heavy glossing
Balling on these nigga like I'm playing for New Orleans
Now throw yo hands up in the air
Now let's go
And wave them back and forth like you don't care
Now let's go
Throw yo hands up and the air
Now let's go
And wave them back and fourth like you don't care
Cause you Don't
Don't waste no time
Finding Love
I be on the grind
Before you know I'll be on to the Next Nigga
Hold on to yo Man
Why he tryna be my friend
Hold on to yo man
Before I make him my next nigga
Writer: Christina Smith, Christopher Pace, David McNally
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Hipgnosis Songs Group
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Hipgnosis Songs Group
Performed By: Chrissy Ross
Language: English
Length: 3:04
Written by: Christina Smith, Christopher Pace, David McNally