Uh, but that ain't nothin' Uh, that ain't nothin
Uh, yo, but that ain't nothin' But that ain't nothin
But that ain't nothin
20K on my f*ckin' shirt, but that ain't nothin
Cookin' up this ho, yeah, I'll cook her, doc mcstuffin
I don't wanna hoe that, give it up, I ain't cuffin
Seen too plenty of times you in my face,
But you ain't do nothin
Yeah cor you drawn you put your exes in an group chat
I don't like to facetime,
Yeah you know I like to skype , yeah
Told him that I'm with him, and it's up, he ain't nothin
Told him that I'm goin' up, yeah, he ain't like that
I'ma just go f*ck his bitch, cause, yeah, I need that
And I don't wanna talk it out, unless it's money coming
I like to get friend with my guys, yeah, we racin
And she just sucked my dick and you kiss her, how amazing
Baby brother crying, gotta see what's the issue
And they say, cor , so slimy, gotta pull up with a tissue
And I just text that ho I told that girl, I don't miss you
And yeah, he got a problem, yeah, it's solved, I dismiss you
Chinese bitch she lookin' so damn good, I'm her break her
Drivin' with the music on blast, break my speaker
Call me Dr. Cor, yeah, I'm lookin' for my beaker
Spent like 20K on my shirt, that ain't nothin
I just hit the cart like 20 times, now I'm bustin
He was talkin' all that shit, caught him, now he runnin
Lookin' at my pockets , they so deep, I'm f*ckin' drownin
One day, I'ma paint my f*ckin' nails, dennis roddman
One day, I'ma pass that f*ckin' hoe, John Stockton
Like why her shit smell like like chlorine
Twistin turning on codeine
33, like scotty P, I might just dunk that shit, Kareem
You runnin' out of options, I smacked that bitch, I ran off
F*ckin' with the fake niggas, you gon' have to learn slow
F*ckin' with them randos, I'm runnin' for my Benz, slow
I don't want no hand outs, I'll see you at the top, though
Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, yeah, yeah, yeah
F*ckin' all that bitch, I paint my nails, dennis roddman
Yeah, yeah, it's dennis roddman
Uh, yeah its timing
Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds
Cor519 - Aint Notning Lyrics
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Uh, but that ain't nothin' Uh, that ain't nothin
Uh, yo, but that ain't nothin' But that ain't nothin
But that ain't nothin
20K on my f*ckin' shirt, but that ain't nothin
Cookin' up this ho, yeah, I'll cook her, doc mcstuffin
I don't wanna hoe that, give it up, I ain't cuffin
Seen too plenty of times you in my face,
But you ain't do nothin
Yeah cor you drawn you put your exes in an group chat
I don't like to facetime,
Yeah you know I like to skype , yeah
Told him that I'm with him, and it's up, he ain't nothin
Told him that I'm goin' up, yeah, he ain't like that
I'ma just go f*ck his bitch, cause, yeah, I need that
And I don't wanna talk it out, unless it's money coming
I like to get friend with my guys, yeah, we racin
And she just sucked my dick and you kiss her, how amazing
Baby brother crying, gotta see what's the issue
And they say, cor , so slimy, gotta pull up with a tissue
And I just text that ho I told that girl, I don't miss you
And yeah, he got a problem, yeah, it's solved, I dismiss you
Chinese bitch she lookin' so damn good, I'm her break her
Drivin' with the music on blast, break my speaker
Call me Dr. Cor, yeah, I'm lookin' for my beaker
Spent like 20K on my shirt, that ain't nothin
I just hit the cart like 20 times, now I'm bustin
He was talkin' all that shit, caught him, now he runnin
Lookin' at my pockets , they so deep, I'm f*ckin' drownin
One day, I'ma paint my f*ckin' nails, dennis roddman
One day, I'ma pass that f*ckin' hoe, John Stockton
Like why her shit smell like like chlorine
Twistin turning on codeine
33, like scotty P, I might just dunk that shit, Kareem
You runnin' out of options, I smacked that bitch, I ran off
F*ckin' with the fake niggas, you gon' have to learn slow
F*ckin' with them randos, I'm runnin' for my Benz, slow
I don't want no hand outs, I'll see you at the top, though
Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, yeah, yeah, yeah
F*ckin' all that bitch, I paint my nails, dennis roddman
Yeah, yeah, it's dennis roddman
Uh, yeah its timing
Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds
Uh, yo, but that ain't nothin' But that ain't nothin
But that ain't nothin
20K on my f*ckin' shirt, but that ain't nothin
Cookin' up this ho, yeah, I'll cook her, doc mcstuffin
I don't wanna hoe that, give it up, I ain't cuffin
Seen too plenty of times you in my face,
But you ain't do nothin
Yeah cor you drawn you put your exes in an group chat
I don't like to facetime,
Yeah you know I like to skype , yeah
Told him that I'm with him, and it's up, he ain't nothin
Told him that I'm goin' up, yeah, he ain't like that
I'ma just go f*ck his bitch, cause, yeah, I need that
And I don't wanna talk it out, unless it's money coming
I like to get friend with my guys, yeah, we racin
And she just sucked my dick and you kiss her, how amazing
Baby brother crying, gotta see what's the issue
And they say, cor , so slimy, gotta pull up with a tissue
And I just text that ho I told that girl, I don't miss you
And yeah, he got a problem, yeah, it's solved, I dismiss you
Chinese bitch she lookin' so damn good, I'm her break her
Drivin' with the music on blast, break my speaker
Call me Dr. Cor, yeah, I'm lookin' for my beaker
Spent like 20K on my shirt, that ain't nothin
I just hit the cart like 20 times, now I'm bustin
He was talkin' all that shit, caught him, now he runnin
Lookin' at my pockets , they so deep, I'm f*ckin' drownin
One day, I'ma paint my f*ckin' nails, dennis roddman
One day, I'ma pass that f*ckin' hoe, John Stockton
Like why her shit smell like like chlorine
Twistin turning on codeine
33, like scotty P, I might just dunk that shit, Kareem
You runnin' out of options, I smacked that bitch, I ran off
F*ckin' with the fake niggas, you gon' have to learn slow
F*ckin' with them randos, I'm runnin' for my Benz, slow
I don't want no hand outs, I'll see you at the top, though
Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, yeah, yeah, yeah
F*ckin' all that bitch, I paint my nails, dennis roddman
Yeah, yeah, it's dennis roddman
Uh, yeah its timing
Diamonds, diamonds, diamonds, diamonds
Writer: prod. Bee, Corde Reed
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