Ain't Fukin' Wit Cha

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Jordan Houston (born April 5, 1975), better known by his stage name Juicy J, is an American rapper, record producer and Academy Award-winning songwriter. He is a member of the duo Three 6 Mafia and is currently signed to Taylor Gang Records. He has released three studio albums. more »


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Nigga wonder why
Like where I been
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
Real niggas don't talk, about the dirt they did
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
We used to be homies
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
Money look good on me don't it?
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
Hell nah, I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you

It's certain niggas I don't f*ck wit
It's certain niggas I don't f*ck wit
'Cause I go hard, and I ain't got time anymore
To waste on a goddamn floss
Seems every nigga wants me to fall
Oh well, landing on my car
Forgiato wheel, let's keep it real
Twenty years in the game, still makin' mills
I thought everybody liked it
F*ck nigga don't try me
Or end up in a situation you ain't gettin' out of
Let me demonstrate a do-do-do-do-do, a hundred rounds
Fight night, yo life, outline
It's certain niggas I won't f*ck with
It's certain niggas I won't f*ck with
Like you, you, you, him, and that nigga
I don't f*ck with y'all niggas
I'm too busy countin' up until I see a hundred milly
Good riddance, my fingers itchy

Nigga wonder why
Like where I been
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
Real niggas don't talk, about the dirt they did
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
We used to be homies
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
Money look good on me don't it?
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
Hell nah, I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you

Hell nah, I ain't fuckin' wit it
Actin' like you 'bout it undercover wit it
I been workin' like a fiend, nah mean right?
I ain't fuckin' wit it if it don't seem right
Only time I be about it is if the cream right
Motherfuckers wanna gas like a green light
'Til that shit pop off and they out of sight
Ain't no wonder why they never really 'bout it right
Stay up out my business I've been with this
Can I get a witness f*ck around and end up on they hit list?
Oh, I ain't fuckin' with it though
Mind on my money, give a f*ck about a hoe
Money like mine, only come, never go
(When you finna fall off?)
Never though, bring that shit back like we've been there before
Like you got it for low, like you got it like whoa
Handle my business, I'm in this, I'm ready, I'm steady
This life is the only I know
F*ck about another man talk about another man money
Get the f*ck from me, Logic the realest
I don't give a f*ck if you hate this or feel this
As long as you feelin' this dick
Frontin' in front of my eyes that shit be makin' me sick

Nigga wonder why
Like where I been
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
Real niggas don't talk, about the dirt they did
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
We used to be homies
I ain't fuckin wit' you
Money look good on me don't it?
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
Hell nah, I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you
I ain't fuckin' wit' you

Niggas be too fake man

Getting a blowjob in a old-school Lamborghini Countach
I ain't kick it with no niggas, I ain't beefing with no niggas
I'm just tryna get my pockets on Oprah
These niggas bitches got my name in they mouth like Botox
Meanwhile I've been on my own shit
Sitting on my throne getting bent like a crowbar
You gotta be about your money
Never let another motherfucker count your money
The niggas in your circle is not your homies
If they don't f*ck with you without your money
It's certain niggas I won't f*ck with
Thirsty-ass niggas on the Internet keep me off your timeline
Fifty niggas waiting at your door-step
Gotta watch your homies can't trust them all
They get your ass killed for that new car
Niggas they hate, never met a nigga who was motivated
Twenty million later and I'm still waiting
Thirty-Six Mafia inspired you niggas
Six niggas from the mud still fly on you niggas
Real niggas respect real niggas
I can't give a f*ck about the realest nigga
Nigga wonder why?

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Written by: Jordan Houston, Robert Bryson Hall

Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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