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You Cap Video (MV)




Performed By: Nikki Sweets
Language: English
Length: 2:50
Written by: Nicolette Flanagan




Nikki Sweets - You Cap Lyrics




I doubt it
I doubt it
I doubt it
You talking all that boss shit
But you ain't bout it

I doubt it
I doubt it
You talking all that boss shit
But you ain't bout
You popping all this cash shit
Bet you ain't got it

You talking all that cash shit
But you ain't on no f*ck shit
I run up on you real quick
And make you change yo mindset
They say I gotta grow up
But I ain't bout to hoe up
I'm bout that run up
Get done up
Now what's the hold up
These little bitches doubt me
They talk they shit bout me
But I bet no one
Gon run up
Bitch who gon fight me
I got them acting scary
They shivering in they boots
How this bitch gangsta
But she can keep it cute
How you the plug
But you can't make no moves
Yo weed dont ever get me high
I can not hang with you
I doubt you got it too
You say that too be cool
Pulling mid out that Runtz pack
Boy a fool
Boy you ain't gangbanging
You just cock hanging
I doubt you even know that nigga
You just set chasing

Bitch you ain't no boss
I heard that you get tossed
That little hot pocket steamy
In them pants from Ross
On ig you
Think you nice
But baby
I'm That chick in real life
You don't be really shopping
You just be window copping
I heard they ran you out of Lenox
For that shit you swiping
I heard he put you out the Benz
For all that shit you talking
Selling pussy to his friends
Now you think you popping
I doubt it
Them pieces don't be hitting
I doubt it
That ain't yo nigga beat it
I doubt it
You say you got them hands
Bitch let me see
Cuz if you run up on me you get em
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I doubt it
I doubt it
I doubt it
You talking all that boss shit
But you ain't bout it

I doubt it
I doubt it
You talking all that boss shit
But you ain't bout
You popping all this cash shit
Bet you ain't got it

You talking all that cash shit
But you ain't on no f*ck shit
I run up on you real quick
And make you change yo mindset
They say I gotta grow up
But I ain't bout to hoe up
I'm bout that run up
Get done up
Now what's the hold up
These little bitches doubt me
They talk they shit bout me
But I bet no one
Gon run up
Bitch who gon fight me
I got them acting scary
They shivering in they boots
How this bitch gangsta
But she can keep it cute
How you the plug
But you can't make no moves
Yo weed dont ever get me high
I can not hang with you
I doubt you got it too
You say that too be cool
Pulling mid out that Runtz pack
Boy a fool
Boy you ain't gangbanging
You just cock hanging
I doubt you even know that nigga
You just set chasing

Bitch you ain't no boss
I heard that you get tossed
That little hot pocket steamy
In them pants from Ross
On ig you
Think you nice
But baby
I'm That chick in real life
You don't be really shopping
You just be window copping
I heard they ran you out of Lenox
For that shit you swiping
I heard he put you out the Benz
For all that shit you talking
Selling pussy to his friends
Now you think you popping
I doubt it
Them pieces don't be hitting
I doubt it
That ain't yo nigga beat it
I doubt it
You say you got them hands
Bitch let me see
Cuz if you run up on me you get em
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Writer: Nicolette Flanagan
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