Lyrics

Intro: Hahaha, hahaha You're listening to the Splack Pack Fuckin many hoes, and who consists of: Head, Kue Dog, Kidd Money, and K-2-[?], and [?] Comin straight from Palm Beach County got something for your ass So check it out Ahhhhhhf Awwa man, this original [?] Just comin, let me tell you little something about this Splack Pack We run thing, [?] Hook: It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin (It ain't nuttin, my nigga, it ain't nuttin) Verse 1 (Kue Dog): Yo hoes gon fuck like crazy But shit like that don't phase me You always talkin about ya niggas When you fuckin me, hoe, how the hell you figure? Late at night you come call a nigga up Beggin me to get with it cause your ass wanna fuck All y'all hoes the same It's a game, my nigga, it's ya hoe to blame But it ain't nuttin One time for them hoes that suckin Up dick, like it's goin out of style Undercover hoes get buckwild (buckwild) Doin that crazy shit Lickin ass cause them hoes will kick, bitch Y'all hoes keep suckin While I bust em bitch, it ain't nuttin Hook: It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin (It ain't nuttin, my nigga, it ain't nuttin) Verse 2 (Uncle Head): Hoe you need to quit that shit you keep talkin You better get your shit and start walkin Sayin all that fuck shit Talkin out your neck cause I hit and split But that shit don't phase me Shot dick at your bed and now you wanna act crazy Bitch, ya gots to go But before she got up there was a knock at the front door I let the other hoe in She said, "goddamnit, Head, you done fucked up again" Fuck both of y'all bitches Trynna get a nigga car, trynna get a nigga riches All you hoes the same But the niggas in the Splack got too much game So all you hoes that be frontin You best check yourself, it ain't nuttin Hook: It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin (It ain't nuttin, my nigga, it ain't nuttin) Verse 3 (Kidd Money): Yo, this one for the hoes, like the fate with the Splack (Splack, Splack) I gotta have that, uhh Try to shoot a nigga to the curb But this game too strong, see, I gotta get served You're not dealin with an amateur Check yourself cause I'll be damned if ya Juice me up like that, so what you wanna do? You must be hittin that bass, talkin bout a hairdo Tried to play me out like a sucka Knock ya boots, take ya money, then I duck ya And move to another slimmie Put my hands in my pocket, make sure I got my jimmie (Creepin, creepin), ooo, I like (freakin) Look to my right, redbone, she's peekin So I shoot game So I walked to the slimmie and I asked her her name With a nonchalant attitude, didn't wanna be rude Now she was with another dude But let me know 'sup Quit fakin the front with old boy, it ain't nuttin Hook: It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin (It ain't nuttin, my nigga, it ain't nuttin)