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No Stains
by Shawnay
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They told me chase the bag, never chase the fame
All my niggas they gone stay the same
Like she’s taking roll in a class
When I hit it from the back, she tend to say my name
I could marry, I ain’t even playin'
Be my wife with kids, call me Damon Wayans
I don't play no games but my brother in the game
Where everything is 'bout making plays
Been that nigga since the age of eight
Came from ghetto dreams, now the Benz sky blue
That’s why it’s common when we celebrate
Smokin' J’s helps me meditate
Like a broken bone, I’m the doctor, I came in this bitch so I could set it straight
And to keep it a band, the only true plan is to be a lot better than yesterday
I’m just tryna stack some chips up
And I ball like pick up
Niggas they be hatin'
Hatin' niggas don’t get picked up
I can’t ever switch up, my niggas never switch up
D'sean on the beat you know I had to spice this bitch up
Rockin' hella chains tho
And I feel like Django
Don’t gotta take 'em off, just slide 'em to yo ankles
Tryna get a iced out watch, and some gold up on my chain
And I ball like Mr. Clean, but I never hit no stains
Know niggas who play with them lasers
If you start lackin' you might just get tagged (Aye)
You can just call me a student cause Shawnay don’t go anywhere with no bag (Aye)
You thought I was playin', but like Paul Pierce I'm telling the truth (Aye)
I call 'em Ndamukong Suh, my bro always come through with the sack
When I pull up in that Benz you can’t talk to me
And if you ain’t showin' me love please don’t talk to me
I won’t kick it with you if you seem off to me
I remember them days we used to mob through the town
Still in this bitch only difference we runnin'
Y’all got me sick to my stomach
Sayin' you love to count blue chips (Uh)
But can’t ever keep it a hundred
Can’t wait until I get a new whip (Uh)
And a new crib, closet just to put my shoes in
King sized bed I could snooze in (Ooh)
I’m just tryna stack some chips up
And I ball like pick up
Niggas they be hatin'
Hatin' niggas don’t get picked up
I can’t ever switch up, my niggas never switch up
D'sean on the beat you know I had to spice this bitch up
Rockin' hella chains tho
And I feel like Django
Don’t gotta take 'em off, just slide 'em to yo ankles
Tryna get a iced out watch, and some gold up on my chain
And I ball like Mr. Clean, but I never hit no stains
I said I ain't ever hit no stains
I said I ain't ever hit no stains
Yeah I'm ballin', Mr. Clean
But I ain't ever hit no stains
They told me chase the bag, never chase the fame
All my niggas they gone stay the same
Like she’s taking roll in a class
When I hit it from the back, she tend to say my name
I could marry, I ain’t even playin'
Be my wife with kids, call me Damon Wayans
I don't play no games but my brother in the game
Where everything is 'bout making plays
Been that nigga since the age of eight
Came from ghetto dreams, now the Benz sky blue
That’s why it’s common when we celebrate
Smokin' J’s helps me meditate
Like a broken bone, I’m the doctor, I came in this bitch so I could set it straight
And to keep it a band, the only true plan is to be a lot better than yesterday
I’m just tryna stack some chips up
And I ball like pick up
Niggas they be hatin'
Hatin' niggas don’t get picked up
I can’t ever switch up, my niggas never switch up
D'sean on the beat you know I had to spice this bitch up
Rockin' hella chains tho
And I feel like Django
Don’t gotta take 'em off, just slide 'em to yo ankles
Tryna get a iced out watch, and some gold up on my chain
And I ball like Mr. Clean, but I never hit no stains
Know niggas who play with them lasers
If you start lackin' you might just get tagged (Aye)
You can just call me a student cause Shawnay don’t go anywhere with no bag (Aye)
You thought I was playin', but like Paul Pierce I'm telling the truth (Aye)
I call 'em Ndamukong Suh, my bro always come through with the sack
When I pull up in that Benz you can’t talk to me
And if you ain’t showin' me love please don’t talk to me
I won’t kick it with you if you seem off to me
I remember them days we used to mob through the town
Still in this bitch only difference we runnin'
Y’all got me sick to my stomach
Sayin' you love to count blue chips (Uh)
But can’t ever keep it a hundred
Can’t wait until I get a new whip (Uh)
And a new crib, closet just to put my shoes in
King sized bed I could snooze in (Ooh)
I’m just tryna stack some chips up
And I ball like pick up
Niggas they be hatin'
Hatin' niggas don’t get picked up
I can’t ever switch up, my niggas never switch up
D'sean on the beat you know I had to spice this bitch up
Rockin' hella chains tho
And I feel like Django
Don’t gotta take 'em off, just slide 'em to yo ankles
Tryna get a iced out watch, and some gold up on my chain
And I ball like Mr. Clean, but I never hit no stains
I said I ain't ever hit no stains
I said I ain't ever hit no stains
Yeah I'm ballin', Mr. Clean
But I ain't ever hit no stains
