Q-tip - Won't Trade lyrics

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Q-tip - Won't Trade lyrics

Now that I know what is boy For your epitaph n******gs Laugh, tricks that he ga**ed your a** Siphon and not your cash Seeing the door in a flash While I stay enclosed Walkin' out my clothes she said, I was waitin for nothing You're mother f**ing right Walking this sh** every night Fin this sh**? Hold it tight Rina filma on my sleeve? Even when I have to leave Cooler than even in the breeze Do you believe I was waiting for nothin' The one division leader In the rebound new group of shorties Off the post, goin' coast to coast She on the hard ones, sub him out the game she sayin' "naw, he good, I mean" I was waitin for nothing For no amount of dough Franchise this man Give him all the things you can Think long term plans even bringin in the fans Front page magazine, listen to this lady scream I was waitin' for nothing Cause she know what's better her top and Now a beckon on the flu Like a runnin' with the nicest n******g Kinda sorta? When he's singing just to slaughter no matter the quarter I was waitin' for nothing The club house king Batting practice Slugger swing, Game time same thing When I'm in about a minute Holdin' the bat, as good as fat She's out the park and comin back she's saying I was waitin for nothing And for ray you say you get it good If you were the ball player at all And the famous fall inevitably will make a call Hangin' memorabilia from you walls This is why you can't trade me I was waitin for nothing Now that I know what is boy You can bet your money on a sure thing Certain profit's what it brings Ceremonies of the ringer in the white house wing Clear your mantle, the trophies I bring, do you wanna trade? I was waitin for nothing 'Cause in the air? there's a teammate you're lookin' for Back-shoot and aughter ball? Leaves it all on the floor Always lookin' to score Pep talks in the locker room This is why you sing this tune I was waitin for nothing And then you reach Can't make me sit out I go 'til you get out Her ball no get out An all night get-down I train for the pressure They come all-thresha Equipped for the game You know my name, it makes me better I cheer for the whole team Let's go for the whole thing The ballads that you're holding And repeat whole thing And I represent the sentiment yeah allo team And you say I was waitin for nothing The physical ability with mental capability Legitimately faces me aside of your vicinity And I ain't really seein' me Vacating this community I'm staying in I was waitin for nothing I'm glad that you feel this way, Here is where I like to play Need to hear it everyday They cheer for me, say "Olay! " Wait a minute, "Andale? " I don't know, well anyway...