ADP - Ain't On Nuttin' (Parody) lyrics

[Hook: Mandem On The Wall] Yeah we say we're on this, and on that But we ain't on nuttin' We was runnin' to the back man Cause we ain't on nuttin' Cause we ain't on no no' Cause we ain't on nuttin' Cause we ain't on nuttin' They don't rate us in the streets Cause we ain't on nuttin' [Verse 1: Yungah Baker] Back in the day, back when I was only nine Watchin' Lion King for the first time Saw Simba's dad die, man I nearly lost my mind How many times did I cry? Cried about nine times Yeah I cried about nine times, yeah I cried about nine times Now I'm thinkin' who's next Will Pumba and Timone get pinched When they catch 'em out on the strip [Verse 2: Yungah Baby Tinie Winie] Who's Broke? (Me), Man's broke 2015 and man's still broke (dunno) Go not now, no milk in the fridge With my mum's tea out and I drink that, joke, joke, joke Tell mummy that I want £10 Took out the pennies yeah I made her count (b**h) Mummy if you're listening now This lad is gonna make you proud [Verse 3: Failia] She said she couldn't wait to eat, so I took her Mac D's Nandos round the corner but I needed somethin' cheap Say please, I'll get you a hamburger and cheese Ain't on nuttin' so I wasn't in her league Oh p-please, never beef, don't give me no drama Penny to my name but I still rock my latest Prada You want me buy you Nanods, I cannot buy you Nandos I can't even support my baby mama YOLO Squeezy! [Hook 2: A Squeezy] She said she wants this, and wants that But I ain't got nuttin' Set a puppies in her bank, but I ain't got jack Babe I ain't got nuttin' Hey baby how you mean Babe I ain't got nuttin' Babe I ain't got nuttin' Stop askin' me for Peas Cause I ain't got nuttin' Babe I ain't got nuttin' [Verse 4: A Squeezy] See tonight I'm in a bit of a dilemma (why's that?) Cause my girl said she wants to go cinema But oi fam they cancelled Orange Wednesdays So now I gotta pay more than a tenner, f** that Got me thinkin' f** this b**h Baby don't you know I ain't rich But let's go Nandos to eat When you know there's food in the fridge Martin Luther didn't die for this sh** Oh baby how you mean I buy you one, fries with that drink Time are hard baby gotta take a pick So unless we're going halves on this sh** This, this this bick clap Congo man ain't fundin' this ting [Hook 3: J Weezy] She made me pay for her cab and her weave But she weren't on nuttin' Had me textin' off the phone thikin' I was gonna beat (what?) Now her man's on Scuffy (are you mad?) What d'ya mean What d'ya mean, what d'ya mean Tell her man down, What d'ya mean, what d'ya mean What d'ya mean What d'ya mean, What d'ya mean Tell her man down, What d'ya mean Now I ain't on nuttin' [Verse 5: J Weezy] Yeah I'm on a hype Let me k** this, boom bye-bye Ready to fight fam, yeah we kinda edgy fam Change my blimin' mind, I'm legal and blind (Shabba) Ain't no f**in' doubtin' that's true, peak Now I got a dead ting here, eek But you know her eyebrows sick, fleek Gonna give this after afro, beats Shabba! Comedy Link Up Trust me, we entertain the UK [Hook 1]