Three 6 Mafia - No I'm Not Dat n***a lyrics

(chorus) x2 No i'm not that n***a that be hugged up with you, but I'm tha one walkin away With your mouth on my nuts (juicy j) Let's take a trip to east high And talk about a b**h Who claims she's a model But i think i heard she s**in dick Always talkin bout what she can and gonna do But i prefer the freaky b**h to lay me down and chill If a n***a see you in a hallway they all say Put the hoe out the house out the way Juicy j is the type a n***a that your hoes don't wanna dis White haven target b**h Take a sip of my piss And to that other stupid b**h that go to ferly With the natural curly Who was and giving non of that burly Come to my crib and maybe yet you can come to the hideout And let a n***a f** it inside (i gotta) come in my shorts Dog with gold fangs in the strip Searching for a girl who works at captain dee's Talkin sh** who said i did nothin for her mayn You's a f**in s*ut I'm not that n***a that be wit cha all hugged up b**h (chorus) (juicy j) Freaky thing to these hoe's Think they cold Gold diggers Always on a n***az nuts Always try to juice a n***a (buy me this, buy me that) b**h i can't buy you jack But i got these For a broom and some jimmy hats If you wanna play around and tease I don't want the cat Dropped her off Called up another f**in hood rat This is the girl My n***a said had a deadly fight Lights took them drunk As the skunk comes out at night Creepin through cherokee Real slow low key Standin in the driveway Now its time for a n***a like me To get the b**h to do me up Chew me up Real sweet Slob on the knob You n***az know the master piece Once again On the hoe stroll Tryin to lay hoe To a stupid dike lookin b**h 23 years old Working at sam's type casino Maybe lady luck But i'm not that n***a that be with you all huged up (chorus) till fade