Not3s - Nah lyrics

She didn't wanna know me, nah Now I'm Not3s, so these chicas wanna phone me, now I'm with Bo, so now they wanna know me, nah So now she wanna phone me, nah Hey, nah nah now Leka Beats First things first, get money Then get honeys Didn't wanna know me Now she wanna lick my lolly Now I'm getting notes and I'm sneak to the Bo Hoes ringing off my phone, won't leave me alone Got nuff' bad b's Trish from the east Tell her come south in the Addison Lee I fell for the p**y when she put it pon me Do the doggy, doggy style, doggy make her go sleep Got Shay from the west, s** be the best Put her on my Snap just to flex on my ex We ain't in love, me and her just friends Face so peng and her body so leng I got gyal, gyals, gyals, gyals, gyals I like Black, White, Chinese, different types Pull up on your spice, I can see tonight It's going down babygyal, switch off the light She didn't wanna know me, nah Now I'm Not3s, so these chicas wanna phone me, now I'm with Bo, so now they wanna know me, nah So now she wanna phone me, nah Hey, nah nah now Didn't wanna know me before this They didn't wanna notice before And I was on my lonelys before this But they didn't wanna phone me before Oooh, bro my phone, you can't phone it No I can't answer your call I remember days I was on the low You didn't let me roll But now you wanna know me Kick back, you can never be my homie, nah And I was grinding on my lonesomes Now I'm up, all these chicas wanna show me love And now I got my bad B in the pa**enger And none of you chicas and challenge her Oh, look at the back on her Man, you n***as should pattern up She didn't wanna know me, nah Now I'm Not3s, so these chicas wanna phone me, now I'm with Bo, so now they wanna know me, nah So now she wanna phone me, nah Hey, nah nah now She didn't wanna know me Didn't wanna know I was going studio She didn't wanna go I was on my grind so low, I was broke Only had cats, no yats on my phone Now I'm chilling in Ibiza Chilling with Tanisha She got balloons, I be smoking my reefah Suns out, bums out Looking like a diva I just wanna get a likkle slice of your piza pum I don't say names just to make it rhyme You can check my phonebook All these chicks are mine Got my Asian spice, living up in Dubai When Chanel acts up, I just catch a flight No light, light, light-ups look at my guy Had the match for Raheem Had a hell of a time Had a gla** of whine, then finessed the spice Lets bet, I could beat that before July She didn't wanna know me, nah Now I'm Not3s, so these chicas wanna phone me, now I'm with Bo, so now they wanna know me, nah So now she wanna phone me, nah Hey, nah nah now She didn't wanna know me before this Nah And I was on my lonelys before this Nah (Brixton baby) She didn't wanna know me