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Young Nudy – No Pretending Lyrics

No Pretending by Young Nudy

Uh-huh, uh-huh, yeah
Drama, drama, drama, drama
Drama, baby mamas, drama
Problems, drama, one hundo (COUPE)

So many b—— in my phone, all this drama
Twenty-four seven, she blowin’ my phone
That my naggin’-a– baby mama
Damn, drama (Drama), drama (Drama, drama), drama (Drama)
N—– out here got my name in they mouth
Let my name taste like s—
You a f—–’ feces, you piece of s— (Damn)
I cannot stand none of you hoes, you’s a maggot, b—- (You’s a maggot b—-)
Put some sauce on my lung now, just to savage it (Just to savage it)
I can’t f— with nun’ but a ten, not no average b—- (Not no average b—-)
Came a long way from f—–’ on them thots and s— (On them thots and s—)
Pull up, pop it and the block hot and s— (Hot and s—)
I was on that hot boy s— (Yeah)
Kept me a Glock, you didn’t
I do not pretend at all

No pretending, n—-, (No, not me) I am not a b—- like y’all (Nah)
If it was up to me, I’d make ’em kill all y’all
They got my mind f—–’ crazy, got me pissed off (Damn)
They got it down to ridin’ there, he lookin’ like a lick, dawg (Yeah)
They on it now, gotta stash it all, real s—, dawg (Gimme that)
It gon’ be quick, dawg, punch him out and drop down (Uh-huh)
N—- layin’ low now (N—- layin’ low now)
You know the streets is raw now (You know the streets is raw now)

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And if you ain’t raw then don’t come around (Nah)
Your b—- n—– slide around
In the ghetto, twenty-four seven, this s— goin’ down (S— goin’ down)
If you know the sticks where I’m from on my side of town (On my side of town)
[?], she flash out
We used to shoot the light, now b—- we got the banjo (Got the banjo)
But don’t get it twisted ’cause we still got the ammo (Got the ammo)
For real, gangin’ PDE, you know we rock that camo (Rock the camo)
But you already know that’s a no-no
Pull up on your hoe, it’s a go-go (Go, go)
She s— a n—- soul-soul, got me in my mojo
Hit her from the back, she like the death stroke (Like the death stroke)
Then she like to rock the boat, baby, her throat was so crazy (Yah)
She wanna be my old lady, but she can’t help it (But she can’t)
She fell in love with that money, baby, get out my face (Get out my face)
And I swear to God baby we done put some time in (Time in)
And I need more up, so I keep grindin’ (Keep grindin’)
I just keep shinin’, money on my mind, and
Don’t be wastin’ time when that money on my mind, b—-
When I got no money baby, yes, I do get slimy
Quick to bust out, so you know why they call me slime
Y’all were whippin’ nines, I was bustin’ nines
Drop down on that plug, take that nine and that s— is mine
My friends sold guns to bandits, money wasn’t that
Long as I got some, n—-, and I kept a gun
I do not pretend at all

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No pretending, n—- (No, not me), I am not a b—- like y’all (Nah)
If it was up to me, I’d make ’em kill all y’all
They got my mind f—–’ crazy, got me pissed off (Damn)
They got it down to ridin’ there, he lookin’ like a lick, dawg (Yeah)
They on it now, gotta stash it all, real s—, dawg (Gimme that)
It gon’ be quick, dawg, punch him out and drop down (Uh-huh)
N—- layin’ low now, n—- layin’ low now
You know the streets is raw now

On my side of town
There too many sticks where I’m from on my side of town

Updated: March 20, 2020 — 3:07 pm