Ain’t No-Young Chris&Lee Mazin
I keep it fresher than the next bitch
Yes, VVS is singing, necklace
She fly, I make the next bitch see the exit
In other words she could be my ex bitch
His and hers for us
Every time we fuck she get a rush
We can’t get enough, back to back, she get enough
Shorty swag drip, broke niggas can’t bag this
No Michelle, just Chanel for my bad bitch
Big engines, big Benzes
If she walking, she walking in six inches
She don’t play about her fitness
Ain’t nothing like a young bad bitch about her business
Put in work and she transport work
She get busy, baddest lil’ bitch in my city
She ain’t the type that’s going through divorces
Take the cause, she gonna stand tall and take the charge
Ain’t no nigga like the one I got
No one can fuck you better
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
Keep you in diamonds and leather
Friends are telling me I should leave you alone
Tell the freaks to find a man of their own
A man of their own, a man of their own
Niggas staying as fly as this, no lie
Can’t do it as hot as this, they try
North Philadelph’, I be that young nigga, see
Niggas can’t dance, I tell ‘em bump switches Lee
What up, C? Just keep me laced in the illest mix
Been growing dough, Chanel with Lauren smell
Back in the day was a buck in the villy
He schooled me up, taught me well ‘cause the dough was realer
I’m talking Prada blue, rockaware suits and all that
The all-white Nikes with the Gucci’s all black
And I was too young telling you to fall back
You caught my mind, not I’m telling you call back
But now I’m riding harder than Keysh and Berny
With my lil’ douce douce, bricks up in the telly
Now it’s custom made with the Birkin shades
And snake’s skin by the order, how my purse is made
And now it’s sip champagne, eating sushi, make movies in Jacuzzi
Blow Ls while you do me, that’s ball shit
And back when Big was rocking Gucci sweaters
Them other niggas couldn’t do me better
So I just let them lames,
go ahead and let them lames know the product of your name
We watch tonight and then we back on the plane
Back to the money, get that paper, stacking it slow
Them other chicks are other chicks and now I’m letting them know
Ain’t no nigga like the one I got
No one can fuck you better
Sleeps around but he gives me a lot
Keep you in diamonds and leather
Friends are telling me I should leave you alone
Tell the freaks to find a man of their own
A man of their own, a man of their own
Ain’t no nigga like the one I got
No one can fuck you better