No Me Now Lyrics
| Song | No Me Now |
| Artist | Chief Kamachi |
| Album | The Concrete Gospel |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dan, Lamont, Littlepage | |
| Yo, she said she liked shoppin' and coppin' | |
| The glamorous night flashy lights and bottles poppin' | |
| I'ma Underground rapper, my jewels is invisible | |
| You don't like me now, my $5 dollar show life is miserable | |
| You peepin' my sneaks, caught up in the physical | |
| But you don't got shit you broke individual | |
| A little switch, some tits, head from chemicals | |
| Blonde weave, think you white on some subliminal | |
| Talk cute but laced in boots and straight criminals | |
| Think you got game, workin' wit somethin' | |
| Eyes all dark from the weed and the pills you be dumpin' | |
| I'm drivin' thru, sittin' Chili chillin', I'm frontin' | |
| I'm shinin', this the king the Queens be wantin' | |
| I ain't stuck on no smut jawn the block be humpin' | |
| Like fiends on the corner when the block be jumpin' | |
| Choosy begger, you could take this dollar nuttin' | |
| C'mon... | |
| But you don't know me now | |
| Treat me like I'm some new joe in town | |
| Yo when I blow she gon' be the first hoe around | |
| Actin' like she know me now | |
| Tryna blow the crown | |
| But it ain't gon' down | |
| Ayo she keep her hair in coils, push weed in foils | |
| Smell like white diamond, cheap Muslim oils | |
| Liquor store logics, performance in the projects | |
| Lap dance all over the filthiest objects | |
| Think she a cover girl, model the bricks | |
| Nose in the sky, up and down the block stompin' the strips | |
| Shake and twist to see a six or obliterate wrist | |
| I ain't that dude shorty, I'ma leave you bitter in piss | |
| But you don't know me now | |
| Treat me like I'm some new joe in town | |
| Yo when I blow she gon' be the first hoe around | |
| Actin' like she know me now | |
| Tryna blow the crown | |
| But it ain't gon' down |
| zuo qu : Dan, Lamont, Littlepage | |
| Yo, she said she liked shoppin' and coppin' | |
| The glamorous night flashy lights and bottles poppin' | |
| I' ma Underground rapper, my jewels is invisible | |
| You don' t like me now, my 5 dollar show life is miserable | |
| You peepin' my sneaks, caught up in the physical | |
| But you don' t got shit you broke individual | |
| A little switch, some tits, head from chemicals | |
| Blonde weave, think you white on some subliminal | |
| Talk cute but laced in boots and straight criminals | |
| Think you got game, workin' wit somethin' | |
| Eyes all dark from the weed and the pills you be dumpin' | |
| I' m drivin' thru, sittin' Chili chillin', I' m frontin' | |
| I' m shinin', this the king the Queens be wantin' | |
| I ain' t stuck on no smut jawn the block be humpin' | |
| Like fiends on the corner when the block be jumpin' | |
| Choosy begger, you could take this dollar nuttin' | |
| C' mon... | |
| But you don' t know me now | |
| Treat me like I' m some new joe in town | |
| Yo when I blow she gon' be the first hoe around | |
| Actin' like she know me now | |
| Tryna blow the crown | |
| But it ain' t gon' down | |
| Ayo she keep her hair in coils, push weed in foils | |
| Smell like white diamond, cheap Muslim oils | |
| Liquor store logics, performance in the projects | |
| Lap dance all over the filthiest objects | |
| Think she a cover girl, model the bricks | |
| Nose in the sky, up and down the block stompin' the strips | |
| Shake and twist to see a six or obliterate wrist | |
| I ain' t that dude shorty, I' ma leave you bitter in piss | |
| But you don' t know me now | |
| Treat me like I' m some new joe in town | |
| Yo when I blow she gon' be the first hoe around | |
| Actin' like she know me now | |
| Tryna blow the crown | |
| But it ain' t gon' down |
| zuò qǔ : Dan, Lamont, Littlepage | |
| Yo, she said she liked shoppin' and coppin' | |
| The glamorous night flashy lights and bottles poppin' | |
| I' ma Underground rapper, my jewels is invisible | |
| You don' t like me now, my 5 dollar show life is miserable | |
| You peepin' my sneaks, caught up in the physical | |
| But you don' t got shit you broke individual | |
| A little switch, some tits, head from chemicals | |
| Blonde weave, think you white on some subliminal | |
| Talk cute but laced in boots and straight criminals | |
| Think you got game, workin' wit somethin' | |
| Eyes all dark from the weed and the pills you be dumpin' | |
| I' m drivin' thru, sittin' Chili chillin', I' m frontin' | |
| I' m shinin', this the king the Queens be wantin' | |
| I ain' t stuck on no smut jawn the block be humpin' | |
| Like fiends on the corner when the block be jumpin' | |
| Choosy begger, you could take this dollar nuttin' | |
| C' mon... | |
| But you don' t know me now | |
| Treat me like I' m some new joe in town | |
| Yo when I blow she gon' be the first hoe around | |
| Actin' like she know me now | |
| Tryna blow the crown | |
| But it ain' t gon' down | |
| Ayo she keep her hair in coils, push weed in foils | |
| Smell like white diamond, cheap Muslim oils | |
| Liquor store logics, performance in the projects | |
| Lap dance all over the filthiest objects | |
| Think she a cover girl, model the bricks | |
| Nose in the sky, up and down the block stompin' the strips | |
| Shake and twist to see a six or obliterate wrist | |
| I ain' t that dude shorty, I' ma leave you bitter in piss | |
| But you don' t know me now | |
| Treat me like I' m some new joe in town | |
| Yo when I blow she gon' be the first hoe around | |
| Actin' like she know me now | |
| Tryna blow the crown | |
| But it ain' t gon' down |
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