Young Nudy - On the Curb lyrics

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Young Nudy - On the Curb lyrics

[Intro] (Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh) Hahaha, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Uh, oh, yeah (Yeah), uh, oh, yeah (COUPE), yeah [Chorus] Disrespect me, put that b*tch on the curb Lotta flowers, tell [?] You think I'm mean? Boy, come see me on lean I be happy when I'm poppin' a bean Pop a xan', then she su*k me to sleep (Ooh) Wake up on the bullsh*t, start me some beef (Ooh) In the street, make a pussy ni**a starve (Yeah, yeah) In the trenches, where you scared, we rock (Yеah) You not built for this sh*t, ni**a Boy, you do not deserve no typе of pistol (Nah) Snatch it up off 'em, I'ma slap with a pistol It's a wrap 'fore you rat, pussy ass ni**a (Pussy ass ni**a) Real street ni**a in the door, b*tch ni**a (Yeah) Get money, I'll fu*k your ho, let's go get her I'm tryna go get money, real gorilla I'll bust a ni**a for the money, let's go kill 'em (Let's go kill 'em, yeah) [Verse 1] I really that like [?], I walked in this b*tch, got this motherfu*ker lit (Yeah, lit) Big 4L gang in this b*tch (4L), throw that b*tch up if you represent (Represent) Know Slimeball ain't scared of sh*t (Slime) Richer than my opps, they be broke as sh*t (I am) They be shooting for free, I be shooting for money (Well, damn) I'm a rich shooter, b*tch, we getting money (Yeah) And you know I'm known for dumpin' and pull up on a pussy ni**a, hit him in the face (Wow) Smash off in the muhfu*kin' Wraith, real right sh*t, it been in my face Street model, b*tch you know how I play Bad b*tch and bottles when we go play (Yeah) Stackin' money, b*tch, I been paper chasin' (Yeah) Got my money up, now I can go slay (Yeah) [Chorus] Disrespect me, put that b*tch on the curb Lotta flowers, tell [?] You think I'm mean? Boy, come see me on lean I be happy when I'm poppin' a bean Pop a xan', then she su*k me to sleep (Ooh) Wake up on the bullsh*t, start me some beef (Ooh) In the street, make a pussy ni**a starve (Yeah, yeah) In the trenches, where you scared, we rock (Yeah) You not built for this sh*t, ni**a Boy, you do not deserve no type of pistol (Nah) Snatch it up off 'em, I'ma slap with a pistol It's a wrap 'fore you rat, pussy ass ni**a (Pussy ass ni**a) Real street ni**a in the door, b*tch ni**a (Yeah) Get money, I'll fu*k your ho, let's go get her I'm tryna go get money, real gorilla I'll bust a ni**a for the money, let's go kill 'em (Let's go kill 'em, yeah) [Verse 2] Shoot a ni**a with a stick (Yeah) Leave a ni**a still there just like a stick (Wow) Walk up, fresh as hell, and kill a b*tch Rich Shooter, shawty came from sh*t Ain't have money, ni**a, I ain't have sh*t I seen these pussy ni**as whip a brick I bet do a ni**a, better turn to a brick I'm a different breed, you ain't on this sh*t Now his baby, wipe him out (Wipe him out) Sit inside a pussy ni**a house, we stalk him out (Yeah) Soon as he poppin' out, we poppin' out Made the wrong move and the five poppin' out Finna get the money, that's what I'm 'bout When I hit a lick, I'm in and out (In and out, in and out) When I hit a lick, I'm in and out (In and out) [Chorus] Disrespect me, put that b*tch on the curb Lotta flowers, tell [?] You think I'm mean? Boy, come see me on lean I be happy when I'm poppin' a bean Pop a xan', then she su*k me to sleep (Ooh) Wake up on the bullsh*t, start me some beef (Ooh) In the street, make a pussy ni**a starve (Yeah, yeah) In the trenches, where you scared, we rock (Yeah) You not built for this sh*t, ni**a Boy, you do not deserve no type of pistol (Nah) Snatch it up off 'em, I'ma slap with a pistol It's a wrap 'fore you rat, pussy ass ni**a (Pussy ass ni**a) Real street ni**a in the door, b*tch ni**a (Yeah) Get money, I'll fu*k your ho, let's go get her I'm tryna go get money, real gorilla I'll bust a ni**a for the money, let's go kill 'em (Let's go kill 'em, yeah)