Bout Nun

作曲：Nakeen Robinson

作词：Nakeen Robinson

Hoes ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' (Nothin')

Eat they ** up like supper (Eh)

Betty man, he can't touch it (Can't)

I ain't never comin' off of you (Nope)

Yeah, I walk around with a duffel (Duffel)

You don't have to raise another knuckle (Uh-uh)

I'ma get your homegirl nutty (Nutty)

Damn how I get so lucky (Oh)

Hoes ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' (Nothin')

Eat they ** up like supper (Eh)

Betty man, he can't touch it (Can't)

I ain't never comin' off of you (Nope)

Yeah, I walk around with a duffel (Duffel)

Never have to raise another knuckle (Uh-uh)

I'ma get your homegirl nutty (Nutty)

Damn how I get so lucky (So lucky)

The line between love and hate is a tightrope

I'm fallin' for you at tonight's show

Finally found someone who might want

Put up with me like wine toast

Pockets deeper than a white coat

I'll let you blow until you wear pipe soaps

Put you in red bottoms, them tight woes

In a dress made to get hyped up

Pass them hoes up, now I'm good as new

Been a dog that's on gin and juice

Sometimes I get in my feelings too

And after couple shots then I'm bulletproof

You worth the just because you fine tune

And during dark times you be like five moons

It's just me and you and we ain't buyin' food

Now they left on read, they pyruvate (Woo)

Hoes ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' (Nothin')

Eat they ** up like supper (Eh)

Betty man, he can't touch it (Can't)

I ain't never comin' off of you (Nope)

Yeah, I walk around with a duffel (Duffel)

You don't have to raise another knuckle (Uh-uh)

I'ma get your homegirl nutty (Nutty)

Damn how I get so lucky (Oh)

Hoes ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' (Nothin')

Eat they ** up like supper (Eh)

Betty man, he can't touch it (Can't)

I ain't never comin' off of you (Nope)

Yeah, I walk around with a duffel (Duffel)

Never have to raise another knuckle (Uh-uh)

I'ma get your homegirl nutty (Nutty)

Damn how I get so lucky (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

We be ducked off like we staked out

DC, how we playin' house?

** hittin' like eight counts

That bus down, no Greyhound

Bag full, paper route

Eatin' places we can't pronounce

Little whinin', no complain about

Hungover, hand towels

Something real that make you log off

Blockin' ** that's all ball

Wanna be the one you call on

I never leave not even voicemails

Sacrifices go unseen

Yeah, you everything that I once dreamed

We ** a lot like the home team

Your breath the freshest I punch in (Woo)

Hoes ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' (Nothin')

Eat they ** up like supper (Eh)

Betty man, he can't touch it (Can't)

I ain't never comin' off of you (Nope)

Yeah, I walk around with a duffel (Duffel)

You don't have to raise another knuckle (Uh-uh)

I'ma get your homegirl nutty (Nutty)

Damn how I get so lucky (Oh)

Hoes ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' (Nothin')

Eat they ** up like supper (Eh)

Betty man, he can't touch it (Can't)

I ain't never comin' off of you (Nope)

Yeah, I walk around with a duffel (Duffel)

Never have to raise another knuckle (Uh-uh)

I'ma get your homegirl nutty (Nutty)

Damn how I get so lucky