Verse 1:
In a new mallwith a few broads in a shoe store
Cop the new carsand jump in the two-doors with the blue valor
Shirt open with the chain showingway the shits going so now we Range Roving
With the waves blowingstay holdingbitches in the back whispering
Now I m listeningbitch this my car ya fucking sitting inspeak up
How dare ya think I cant hear yaanymore talkya bitches gonna walk
They re like (what you sayin you aint buy nothing for us)
I didn t buy nothing ofcoarseya bitches is whores(Please)
What I look like supportme trick man listen
Yeah I trick trick yo ass you think I m tricking
Give you a sticking then I m skippingall you getting is a hard dick chick
After I spit I want you quick out my apartment
Trife livingdid the right thingleft one indictment
Hitch hikinghoping things a get strike by lightning.

Chorus:
You Aint Get Nadaaa From Us
Not Even A Dollaaaa From Us
Gotta Trick The Prodaaa On Us
Or You Get No Punanaaa From Us

Verse 2:
Can you whatnahI aint the herb on the ave
I dont understand the three words can I have
Even if a nigga richwith a six to spend puffin
I spend nothingso baby spend your mind out my pocket
All I have to do to penatrateis spin shorty to the mall
And show her how quick four g s dissyntergrate
A cheap nigga and I rub they nose in it
Spin them through all the stores with sexy clothes in it
When she see somethingshe dying to pose in it
All she getting is a pre-shrunked tee with holes in it
And when its time to eatI arch the bucks
A cheap niggayeah bitchget a Arch Deluxe
And still fuckya paid more than twice the worth
How I love trickin shit my wife deserve
And let itbe known now when you see us three dudes
Call usI don t gotta Kurt no Marlin the cheap dudes.

Chorus:
You Aint Get Nadaaa From Us
Not Even A Dollaaaa From Us
Trickin Beauty Parlors On Us
Or You Get No Punanaaa From Us

Verse 3:
You I m trying to be swollenbut right now I ain t holding
Hit the lie told themeverything I own is stolen
Picture that like Brando gave up half he saved up
Play the cut when dollar eye signs tricks is raised up
I m the cheapestand thats the only way I m gonna keep this
Slice I wanna heat thisgirls is trying to eat this
They think we should datebut still wont appriciate
Neither help with the rateor you order a decent plate
I m a cheap nigga that only provides better poking
To get her opensend her home with a token
Put girls in my carlike dropping off for ass fucking
So what you giving upass honey or gas moneypass dummies
Hows it gonna be if I dont eat
If I run outthen more than likely its on meso I m gone b
And if I ever win the sweepstakesI keep papes
And still live up to being a cheapskate.

Chorus:
You Aint Get Nadaaa From Us
Not Even A Dollaaaa From Us
Drinks And The La-La s On Us
Or You Get No Punanaaa From Us.

You Aint Get Nadaaa From Us
Not Even A Dollaaaa From Us
Gotta Trick The Prodaaa On Us
Or You Get No Punanaaa From Us.

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