Tyepacino - No Cuffin' Lyrics

Ay ay ay, allat sucka shit tellem what it is I said
I can't love a bitch she gone love my kids ? ay
She just want some f*cking Ugg boots damn
I told that lor bitch that I can't love you yeah
Say I'm a dog well I'm a thug too, I could never Ferragamo I can't cuff you
Ain't no cuffing season, I got other reasons
These n****s out here they be bluffing say they wanna see me
Like they wanna get it even I go beat the odds
I break it off had to go and had to raise the bar
I'm upper echelon a n***a had to flex all on these n****s
That be claiming that they want my spot but never try to take it n***a
I make it I break it n***a, what make me don't break me n***a
You faking you faking n***a, I'm real and I hate you n****s
I control this shit like voodoo
Puppet master strings I control this shit like Houston
Damn I'm making movies make videos like it's YouTube
I'm bankrolling with some n****s that might shoot you
They might do you, throw some 20s and I might just throw some blues too
She a baddie so you know she break the rules too
I do my dirt and they don't never have a clue ooh
They think they do ohh but ain't no saving him
Alien, an astronaut, an alien Invader Zim
He got all designer on him man they tryna label him
Had to shoot him with my gun bout paper had to staple him
Burnt a n***a, left him ashing I damn near cremated him
I make songs at 5am because that shit my favorite
Yeah I'm colder than a penguin's ass on ice glaciers
Yeah I like my soda double cup a lor tainted
She claim she wifey material but that pussy famous
She just want some f*cking Ugg boots damn
I told that lor bitch that I can't love you yeah
Say I'm a dog well I'm a thug too, I could never Ferragamo I can't cuff you
She just want some f*cking Ugg boots damn
I told that lor bitch that I can't love you yeah
Say I'm a dog well I'm a thug too, I could never Ferragamo I can't cuff you
Bitch who shot ya?
Bitch who shot ya?
Smoke a n***a like a rasta, like a rasta
N***a sick I need a doctor, I'm talking proper
Cuz they gone judge you for they know you, you on they roster
I walk around without a blindfold, bout green like Geico
Swerve them just like potholes, like where my mind go
When I'm in the booth I just start rapping know how Tye go yeah
I drive the foreign like a Tahoe
Bitch my Glock I stay with it, I'm dangerous
We the n****s who you wanna be can't hang with us
Can't bang with us you ain't gang enough
I stay with my family till the death ain't changing up
Had a little got a lot tho
I got these moonrocks now I'm higher than the top floor
I'm seeing hella numbers like I hit the lotto
I got this shit in bulk, wholesale ain't talking Costco
N***a ain't no Sam's Club, and my mans up
If you looking for some weight then hit my mans up
Way I'm working on this music need a fan club
Shorty she a 10 or she a 8 but I might chance her yeah, but all the bitch say
She just want some f*cking Ugg boots damn
I told that lor bitch that I can't love you yeah
Say I'm a dog well I'm a thug too, I could never Ferragamo I can't cuff you
She just want some f*cking Ugg boots damn
I told that lor bitch that I can't love you yeah
Say I'm a dog well I'm a thug too, I could never Ferragamo I can't cuff you bitch!