JG Trigga - Lookin Ass (Remix) lyrics

[Intro] Look at y'all n***as n***as Look at y'all n***as n***as [Verse 1: Nicki Minaj] Look at y'all smokin' a** n***as After every pull, n***as start chokin' a** n***as n***a-n***a Look at y'all b**h a** n***as Stop lyin' on your dick a** n***as n***a-n***a Look at y'all lookin' a** n***as Stop lookin' at my a** a** n***as Look at y'all lyin' a** n***as Talkin' 'bout "It's paid off" but it's financed, lyin' a** n***a Bunch of non-mogul a** n***as Frontin' like they got a plan, Boost Mobile a** n***a n***a, n***a, look at y'all Can't get a job so you plottin' how to rob a** n***as I ain't gotta check for y'all But if I'ma check for y'all, I'ma need a check from y'all n***as I 'on't want s**, give a f** about your ex I 'on't even want a text from y'all n***as I'm rapin' you n***as Look at this pic, look what the f** I gave to you n***as Ain't feelin' these n***as n***as want my time, call me Clinton, I'm billin' these n***as [Hook] All I know is there should be no reason All I know is there should be no reason All I, all I know is there should be All I know All I, all I know is there should be no reason All I know, you know it, and you know it Look at what, reason [Verse 2: JG Trigga] Lookin a** b**h fightin' everybody off, not knowing you're really soo done Lookin' mad gulli (gullible), the other girl pullin you in, you gonna be shunned Lookin a** hitta wanna talk sh**, sit down, I'ma slap all ya hittas Movin outta line, tryna get rich, so ya b**hes go pulling off triggas Bullet-proof bleak and black dresses, ya gonna find out who's next mrs Lemme go check my list, mark ‘em off, then close to rush to stunning these b**hes Nothin' more to say, no more what you wish and now ya fake a** gonna die like dem b**h You tryna whip hard, harder then ya fall go outta my way, I'ma give em my all Fake a** b**h just sh**tin' b**hes and up b**hes knowing' they're all that Ain't coolin' down, you're just so broad, go ahead keep talking, you'll fall back All I do is keep it one hundred, battin' up, go call me Big Papi Hear you spilling details on my project, I want ya comin' for my Louboutin, huh [Hook] [Verse 3: Nicki Minaj] Look at y'all sharin' one bottle in the club One bottle full of bub' a** n***as Look at y'all not havin' game a** n***as Y'all n***as share a chain a** n***as Same cup in the hand a** n***a In the club with a credit card scam a** n***a No dick in the pants a** n***a I be damned if I f** a non-man a** n***a I will, I will, I will never f** a non-man a** n***a I would never lie Even if that n***a flew me and my b**hes all the way out to Dubai p**y, you tried, p**y a** n***a you lie p**y a** n***a, you high b**h I'm me, hundred on the wrist, I ski Art on the wall, Basqui, f** who see Look at you fake dope dealers Know real n***as that be movin' weight in them villas Talkin' 'bout ki's, say it's ki's in the van But he really move grams and he split it with his mans [Hook]