Sounwave - Devil Wears Nada (2nd Person) lyrics

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Sounwave - Devil Wears Nada (2nd Person) lyrics

[Verse 1] They say the, blacker the berry the sweeter the juice In that case, the riper the cherry the meaner the fruit n***as are born between a woman's legs and spend Our whole life tryna get back home, Tryna get that mmm That sweet that nasty that gushy stuff, Feels the best When it's after that Kush and stuff, But that's where Deception starts, n***as'll do it all for some, get turned Down and end up walkin' around with a broken heart Devil wears Nada, not Gucci Louie or Prada Through the the smoke & mirrors those lips say Tada Getchu hooked, get all your money & then say bye bye Haha, never happened to me Kobe, Rupert, & Michael, it happened to 3 We can all learn from, what happened to Eve What she did to Adam, She was the apple of his Eye and he ate the forbidden fruit Doomed the world because he was swayed by the hidden root Got him & kin the boot, man I ain't tryna hate on women All I'm tryna say is, always stay strapped, specially out in vegas Don't be a p**y for the p**y, be a b**h for no b**h You gotta respect women but dont be thirsty Cuz then you gonna get “it hurts you more than hurts me” It's a good thing to be puttin' in work see, like a bad teacher Gotta give em that first D, Don't go broke for it but don't be Dirt cheap, Don't bring em round me I'll f** em on that perk see Flexin' like popeye, catch a n***a payin' for p**y? Not I The moral is, a womans worst lips decieve without words The moan that escape the other be the sweetest sound you ever heard When it comes to most women fill em w/ meat like enchilada But don't get s**ed in, because the Devil Wears Nada [Verse 2] Aaliyah girl I see ya and all your exquisite features Roll the tree & watch TV, yea I do it for my leisure Do all this sh** to please her knowin' it'll be returned After I put out the fire I k** the p**y, put the ashes in an urn RIP Aunt Vicky her d**h still f**in' w/ me The worst part is I dont have many moments of us in my memory Had a concussion when I was 10 Memory been sh**ty since then But I remember every nude picture this new girl's sent me I know we're over but to hit her up right now is tempting I got the whip so I can come to her house She let me in then we goin' down south Her boyfriend callin' her, her phone on silent she the opposite Cherry picker, call me orville bravo the way I'm poppin' sh**