Bubu Bambu - No Snitchin'

You could never catch me Selling out my mans
Pointin fingers telling on the stand
I would never understand how some niggas end up ima jam
Start singing hope they send em to the can they type shady
No more love for these niggas They violated
They try coming around with Lying faces
Bring the subject up they Trying change it
We sign checks my nigga you sign statements
It’s only right your hoe be right and call me twice on lonely nights
She suck me fuck me hold me tight say choke me right bu don’t be nice
She said let me be wifey I’ll show you right
Her man will never be like Me I know she tight
I think the devil he like me god hold me tight
I been on my grind 40 days 40 nights
I just ask he hear me when I go
Never let the trash deviate my growth
Make they ass fear me when I show
Never let me catch feelings for these hoes
Let a nigga cash millions with the flow
Please don’t let my past kill me when I blow
Amen
You could never catch me Selling out my mans
Pointin fingers telling on the stand
I would never understand how some niggas end up ima jam
Start singing hope they send em to the can they type shady
No more love for these niggas They violated
They try coming around with Lying faces
Bring the subject up they Trying change it
We sign checks my nigga you sign statements
Use to be my dawg kept you in my left titty
Screamed ride or die thought you would be blessed with me
Found out you a bitch you can even step with me
Now it’s a war I heard you done left the city
Use to be my dawg kept you in my left titty
Screamed ride or die thought you would be blessed with me
Found out you a bitch you can even step with me
Now it’s a war I heard you done left the city
Used to be dawg, used to be my dawg
Yea you used to by my dawg
Yea you used to be my dawg, yea
Used to be my dawg kept you in my left titty, yea
Used to be my dawg yea you used to be my dawg yea
Used to be my dawg
You could never catch me Selling out my mans
Pointin fingers telling on the stand
I would never understand how some niggas end up ima jam
Start singing hope they send em to the can they type shady
No more love for these niggas They violated
They try coming around with Lying faces
Bring the subject up they Trying change it
We sign checks my nigga you sign statements

Written by:
Walead Othman Jr

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