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No Bother Me

Album cover art for "No Bother Me" by F. WIL

F. WIL - Rap

No Bother Me

2 Plays

Duration: 3:36

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September 1, 2011.

Lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Leggo Leggo (Ha ha ha) F. Wil baby! (Yeahhhh) [Chorus] No bother me Ima be just fine (fine) Nobody sees all the reasons why (why) How can it be? You better read the signs (signs) Nobody dreams that they will die tonight (die) No bother me Ima be just fine (fine) Nobody sees all the reasons why (why) How can it be? You better read the signs (signs) Nobody dreams that they will die tonight (die) [Verse] No seeds No stems In my Philli box No ice No grillz No goldie locks No Lindsey No Kims No Courteney Cox No Bentley No rims, (rims) No Jamie Foxx No AIDS No itch No Chickenpox No stupid No retarded No out the box Just a needle, and some tweezers No microscop And I'm from them time of days scream fuck the cops No tellin' No snitchin' No talk to cops Everything that we do is away from cops Only thing round me is my balls and cock Point the barrel in your mouth Have you wife in shock We only came to get this money Then we blow the spot No games No gimmicks No chains and watch Just a sword and a bible You can change the plot Cuz the only eye witness gettin' snuffed and chopped [Chorus] No bother me Ima be just fine (fine) Nobody sees all the reasons why (why) How can it be? You better read the signs (signs) Nobody dreams that they will die tonight (die) No bother me Ima be just fine (fine) Nobody sees all the reasons why (why) How can it be? You better read the signs (signs) Nobody dreams that they will die tonight (die) [Verse] Said we riding' down Sepulveda So much smoke we choking' her, (Yeah) Actin' like this fucking stress I'm sorry I deep throatin' ya We call that shit that oceana Hope this drank keep holding ya I know that pussy dripping' wet I'm sorry I be soakin' ya Now please forgive my overture But we ain't done We pokin' ya Run my fingers through your hair I'm sorry I be strokin' ya I hate to take control of ya But this ain't good for both of us Instead of playing tug of war You need someone to open ya Excuse me I'm just making sure If this ain't what you looking for Frantic over bloody bodies On the floor wit strange decor That thunder lightnin' Squeaky door It's some shit you can't ignore I'm afraid that that's the last they've seen you in our jeans couture I'm sorry But this game's a bore Needs some shit they ain't seen before So show me somethin' scary Like a horror flick Some brains, and gore So let me hear you make some noise Look you brought my favorite toys Whoop you wit this asteroid Cuz we don't like you humanoids [Chorus] No bother me Ima be just fine (fine) Nobody sees all the reasons why (why) How can it be? You better read the signs (signs) Nobody dreams that they will die tonight (die) No bother me Ima be just fine (fine) Nobody sees all the reasons why (why) How can it be? You better read the signs (signs) Nobody dreams that they will die tonight (die) {Outro} (Die) (Die) Death to all you muthafuckin' haters out there (Die) (Die) Said I couldn't do it nigga (Die) Well we here bitch (Die) (Die) Die muthafucka die (Die) Die, (Ha ha ha) (Die) (Die) (Die) (Die) Die bitch die Muthafucka this Deuce Feev Nigga F. WIL KT Shout out to Trap Team, (Yeah)

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  • F. WIL