LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeAintchu (Feat. Juvenile)
You the little one that got that whole thing, ain't you?You got them boys around the corner runnin' wildon that molly, ain't you?You pourin' up your cup dirty, ain't you?You got that mud inside your syrupYou 'bout to pour right up now, ain't you?I bet a thousand on a thousand, ain't you?You sippin' mud on that dirty, ain't you?You ready to ride on these niggas, ain't you?You put designer on your eyes, ain't you?You take the nine out them pies, ain't you?You hear that screen door swinging openbut you was servin' all them dimes, ain't you?You loaded up, you got that iron, ain't you?You snappin' chats, you on that vine, ain't you?You tryin' to fuck her cause she fine, ain't you?You pull up West in L. A. buckin' that boyYou can't get caught, you tryna sell the wrong kindain't you?You sell that yay, you 'bout to go 'n' serve your uncleain't you?You see that yola turn a nigga to a beast, yeahWe on that kush, poured up on some drank, yeahYou the little one that got that whole thing, ain't you?You got them boys around the cornerrunnin' wild on that molly, ain't you?You pourin' up your cup dirty, ain't you?You got that mud inside your syrupYou 'bout to pour right up now, ain't you?I bet a thousand on a thousand, ain't you?You sippin' mud on that dirty, ain't you?You ready to ride on these niggas, ain't you?You put designer on your eyes, ain't you?You take the nine out them pies, ain't you?You that little nigga do the murders, ain't you?You double-cuppin'cause you want us to know you be sippin' syrupain't you?You in them streets and you ain't scared, ain't you?Your family straight if you get killed in the Citycause you insured, ain't you?You got these niggas in they feelings, ain't you?You got a bitch that got a bootyas big as Serena Williams, ain't you?You got bananas, ain't you?For these gorillas, ain't you?Someone don't pay youmost likely gon' have to kill 'em, ain't you?You 'bout to move, ain't you?You got the drop on little daddyand them Future dude, ain't you?You 'bout to do it, ain't you?Act like them niggas in Saint Louis in the hood, ain't you?Got your little Ruger on you, tooYou 'bout to use it, ain't you?You the little one that got that whole thing, ain't you?You got them boys around the cornerrunnin' wild on that molly, ain't you?You pourin' up your cup dirty, ain't you?You got that mud inside your syrupYou 'bout to pour right up now, ain't you?I bet a thousand on a thousand, ain't you?You sippin' mud on that dirty, ain't you?You ready to ride on these niggas, ain't you?You put designer on your eyes, ain't you?You take the nine out them pies, ain't you?Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand, it ain't nothin'Call Freebandz nigga, I bet we break somethin'Future just smashed up nextAll that. You know what I'm sayin'?
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