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Naw Naw (feat. Mikey Everything & Aaron Mack) Video (MV)






Q. Shunte - Naw Naw (feat. Mikey Everything & Aaron Mack) Lyrics




Couple niggas talkin'
Couple niggas hatin'

Uh, you motherf*ckin' right, it be really hard to find me
So deep in my focus, I don't see bitches behind me
Bad bitches, and sickening niggas beside me
Whip them scissors out, if you playin', on my timing

Yes, I'm a singer, but I ride beats like Rodeo
Pick any nigga, bet he won't ride it like me tho
Mississippi's finest, competition where, I don't see her
Call me the Grim Reaper, I am off the meter

I'm the first born, first sign, it's all aligned
Q Shunté, remember the name, I'm on the rise
Yes, bitch it's king shit that you smell up on her
My bloodline, sicker than Corona

Go hard or stay home
I ain't got no time, to waste or play on
I'm on my Aries shit on my throne, do you feel me
This that ram talk
Watch me do my ram walk, you don't want that

Nah, you don't want that, you don't want that
Nah, nah, nah, you don't want that
You don't want that, nah, you don't want that
Nah, you don't want that, nah, nah

Hold up, hold up, run that shit by me again
Bitch, I am a force, so you can call me 50 Cent
That bitch actin' stupid, she cannot call me again
If she do, I block her and I pop out with a friend

Swear that I can't stand her, bruh, she hate how I handle her
Told me watch my mouth And I just turn on my front camera,
Waitin' for a ring
But I won't take a knee like Kaepernick
I can spit some bars and I amaze, labyrinth

Couple niggas talkin', couple niggas hatin
Teacher after test is takin', I be stackin' paper
Fashionably late, I told her, I'ma see you later
Bitch, I am a goat and you would think I was a satyr

Go hard or stay home
I ain't got no time, to waste or play on
I'm on my Aries shit on my throne, do you feel me

Hold up, hold up, run that shit by me again

Nah, you don't want that, hold up, you don't want that
Nah, nah, nah, nah, hold up
Game on my every shit on my throne, do you feel me
Nah, you don't want that, nah, you don't want that

You motherf*ckin' right, I'm the leader of the pack
Don't stand too close, so you better get back
From the shot on GO and we kickin' in the door
Time to let these niggas know, I'ma always steal the show

My nigga keep a revolver, quick problem solver
You gon' need backup, baby, you better call him
Nah, no, you don't, you don't want these problems, problems
Mikey E, and I'ma solve them, solve them

Ever since I can't remember, I've been poppin' my collar
Gettin' top in the bathroom, and you know he gon' swallow
I got hash, shrooms, and a bunch of f*ckin' dope
What you need, bro, is to f*ck with your boy

Go hard or stay home
I ain't got no time, to waste or play on
I'm on my Aries shit on my throne, do you feel me
Back up, baby, you better call him

Nah, nah, you don't want that
You don't want that, nah, nah
Nah, you don't want that
You don't want that, nah, you don't want that

Nah, you don't want that, nah, nah
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Couple niggas talkin'
Couple niggas hatin'

Uh, you motherf*ckin' right, it be really hard to find me
So deep in my focus, I don't see bitches behind me
Bad bitches, and sickening niggas beside me
Whip them scissors out, if you playin', on my timing

Yes, I'm a singer, but I ride beats like Rodeo
Pick any nigga, bet he won't ride it like me tho
Mississippi's finest, competition where, I don't see her
Call me the Grim Reaper, I am off the meter

I'm the first born, first sign, it's all aligned
Q Shunté, remember the name, I'm on the rise
Yes, bitch it's king shit that you smell up on her
My bloodline, sicker than Corona

Go hard or stay home
I ain't got no time, to waste or play on
I'm on my Aries shit on my throne, do you feel me
This that ram talk
Watch me do my ram walk, you don't want that

Nah, you don't want that, you don't want that
Nah, nah, nah, you don't want that
You don't want that, nah, you don't want that
Nah, you don't want that, nah, nah

Hold up, hold up, run that shit by me again
Bitch, I am a force, so you can call me 50 Cent
That bitch actin' stupid, she cannot call me again
If she do, I block her and I pop out with a friend

Swear that I can't stand her, bruh, she hate how I handle her
Told me watch my mouth And I just turn on my front camera,
Waitin' for a ring
But I won't take a knee like Kaepernick
I can spit some bars and I amaze, labyrinth

Couple niggas talkin', couple niggas hatin
Teacher after test is takin', I be stackin' paper
Fashionably late, I told her, I'ma see you later
Bitch, I am a goat and you would think I was a satyr

Go hard or stay home
I ain't got no time, to waste or play on
I'm on my Aries shit on my throne, do you feel me

Hold up, hold up, run that shit by me again

Nah, you don't want that, hold up, you don't want that
Nah, nah, nah, nah, hold up
Game on my every shit on my throne, do you feel me
Nah, you don't want that, nah, you don't want that

You motherf*ckin' right, I'm the leader of the pack
Don't stand too close, so you better get back
From the shot on GO and we kickin' in the door
Time to let these niggas know, I'ma always steal the show

My nigga keep a revolver, quick problem solver
You gon' need backup, baby, you better call him
Nah, no, you don't, you don't want these problems, problems
Mikey E, and I'ma solve them, solve them

Ever since I can't remember, I've been poppin' my collar
Gettin' top in the bathroom, and you know he gon' swallow
I got hash, shrooms, and a bunch of f*ckin' dope
What you need, bro, is to f*ck with your boy

Go hard or stay home
I ain't got no time, to waste or play on
I'm on my Aries shit on my throne, do you feel me
Back up, baby, you better call him

Nah, nah, you don't want that
You don't want that, nah, nah
Nah, you don't want that
You don't want that, nah, you don't want that

Nah, you don't want that, nah, nah
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Writer: Quarneius Perkins, Michael Nelson, Aaron Jackson
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