That Nigga / That Bitch

Lyrics

[Part 1: That Nigga] [Intro] (BigBoyy, we back with another one) Muney Yeah, hold on, let me pope my shit real quick Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah) [Verse 1] Let's start of with I'm that nigga (That nigga) and they know I've been that nigga (That nigga) I'm humble, but please don't confuse me (Don't do it) Nigga, I don't know nobody bigger (Nobody) Fresh off the plane, I'm back from L.A., nah, baby, I don't play for the Clippers (Uh-uh) I just be travelin', changin' my watches and shit, I should play for the Wizards (Yeah) Yeah, I'm tryna trap for a real check (Trap), bro 'nem might rob for a real check (Thеy scrimmages there) Thеy come get your head for that chicken, On God, my nigga 'nem beggin' for gizzards (They want it) My bitch, she hate beggin' for pictures (Come here, bae) Dick and Chanel what I give her (Yeah) She suck on this dick, now she want some sugar, hold on, I might need some insulin Got too many bitches, my schedule full, they callin' me, tryna get penciled in If you get to tellin' my business, you kicked out, bitch, I don't know where my finsta went Blue diamonds on me, I brought Flippa in Blue hair on my bitch like I'm Homer Simpson, nigga, my lil' bitch got yellow skin (Yeah) [Chorus] Yeah, I'm that nigga, let me tell 'em again (Yeah) Yeah, I'm that nigga who didn't leave the hood and I didn't leave the trap 'til I saw my first ten (Yeah) Yeah, I'm the nigga with that pretty-ass smile, but I make it a frown, if they play, I'ma sin (On God) Yeah, I'm that nigga who won't let you win, lettin' nothin' slide 'bout my friends (Better not) Hold on, my bad, I ain't got no friends You see 'em with me, they family, they kin (That's my brothers) [Verse 2] Yeah, and they know what's up, all my niggas that duckin' the pen' (Pen') On me (On me), boys mama, I been had a bag since a kid (Yeah) I can be here and I can still be there, I be makin' shit happen, I feel like a squid (Yeah) I got like eight arms, a few eyes, I know it ain't fair, man, I got the gang rich (Yeah) Yeah, I'm that nigga who won't get no sleep until everybody play with us, he with the— (Yeah) Yeah, I'm that nigga who got no regrets, I ain't got no remorse, shouldn't have did what you did Yeah, I'm that nigga who spent all this money on murder and Nikes, I'm poppin' my shit (Yeah) Three or four chains on my neck, I ain't got on no tie, no suit, but I'm standin' on biz (Standin' on it) [Outro] Yes, nigga (I'ma stand on that shit) Paper Route business, yes, nigga, yeah [Part 2: That Bitch] [Intro] You know I'm that nigga, right? So you gots to be that bitch How the fuck you get me like that? You a bad motherfucker Ha-ha, I ain't gon' lie, you tough (Who is Wonderyo?) [Verse 1] Too many bad bitches standin' on couches, I don't know who to pick, I'm confused (I'm confused) I ain't no good boy, girl, I'm a gangster, I be breakin' hearts and rules (Yeah) I might switch it up a lil' bit just for you (You) I come in the club with one bitch, leave with two (Two) But ain't one of, I'm fuckin' with you I ain't leavin' without you (Yeah) Yeah, I need that— yeah, I need that bitch (That bitch) [Chorus] Yeah, you already know you that bitch Good skin, good hair, girl, you gotta be mixed (Bitch) Yeah, I got a lot of money, you ain't gotta be rich (No) I just need a real bitch who can tote this switch (Switch) Wakin' up in lingerie, tryna cook a nigga grits (Grits) With them juicy-ass lips, come here, bitch, give me a kiss (Come here) 'Bout to snatch off this condom and make me a kid (Yeah) [Interlude] Yeah, I beat on that pussy, no fist Like, ding, ding, next round, bitch, come here My diamonds dancin', moonwalkin', no summer (Yeah) If I put ice on you, you know you that bitch Look at the neck, look at the ears (Yeah) Every time you look at that bitch, she hit Real boss bitch, got expensive-ass Cuban (That pussy) She don't like you, but she'll give it up for Kenny (Muney) [Chorus] Yeah, I love that bitch Yeah, you already know you that bitch Good skin, good hair, girl, you gotta be mixed Yeah, I got a lot of money, you ain't gotta be rich (No) I just need a real bitch who can tote this switch (Switch) Wakin' up in lingerie, tryna cook a nigga grits (Grits) With them juicy-ass lips, come here, bitch, give me a kiss (Come here) 'Bout to snatch off this condom and make me a kid (Yeah) [Interlude] Yeah, I beat on that pussy, no fist Like, ding, ding, next round, bitch, come here My diamonds dancin', moonwalkin', no summer (Yeah) If I put ice on you, you know you that bitch Look at the neck, look at the ears (Yeah) Every time you look at that bitch, she hit Real boss bitch, got expensive-ass Cuban (That pussy) She don't like you, but she'll give it up for Kenny (Muney) [Outro] Yeah, I love that bitch Yeah, you already know you that bitch Good skin, good hair, girl, you gotta be mixed Yeah, I got a lot of money, you ain't gotta be rich (No) I just need a real bitch who can tote this switch (Switch) Wakin' up in lingerie, tryna cook a nigga grits (Grits) With them juicy-ass lips, come here, bitch, give me a kiss (Come here) 'Bout to snatch off this condom and make me a kid (Yeah)