DJ Mustard

Fuck That Nigga

DJ Mustard

album:

Ketchup (2013)

Fuck That Nigga testo

Teeflii, Constantine, Ty Dolla $ign, Tory Lanes

(Intro)
Mustard on the beat, hoe

(Chorus)
And you say fuck that nigga, he’s so weak
He can’t tell that you a freak and that you ain’t lookin for love
You just want room, wanna beat it up
So any girl I’mma tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it
I’mma tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it

(Verse)
Any getting dick down
She cumming all over my couch
She like – how a thug do it
Get er on the wall, getting straight to it
Zodiac sign, you a Gemini
You gon let me be clippin, stay up all night
All night, all night
I hit it just the way you like it
We make it sexaxious
I won’t leave yo body waitin
Any let me say it again

(Chorus)
And you say fuck that nigga, he’s so weak
He can’t tell that you a freak and that you ain’t lookin for love
You just want room, wanna beat it up
So any girl I’mma tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it
I’mma tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it

(Verse)
I be posted on the block all day, tryna get fresh pay
But your man can’t pay his rent
You been fienin for a young rich nigga and my dick gets bigger
Got you in my bands, lyin in here
You really love the way I…
Beat beat beat it, Beat beat beat it, Beat beat beat it
Always suckin up and then I…
Eat eat eat it, Eat eat eat it, Eat eat eat it,

I’mma finna get it to the morning
You be giving me the hard in this bed
I can feel you wanna fall here on me too
I’m your nigga that’s well in here for you

(Chorus)
And you say fuck that nigga, he’s so weak
He can’t tell that you a freak and that you ain’t lookin for love
You just want room, wanna beat it up
So any girl I’mma tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it
I’mma tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it

(Verse)
Any I’ma tryna hit it, hit it
Introduce you to one of my bitches, bitches
Any of you ever have a threesome?
I know you promised yo nigga you’ll never cheat on him
But now you’re in my bed, hey yea
And my hand’s on the back of your head
Hey yea yea yea yea

And I’m gon let you ride on me, ride on me
I’mma hit it from the side, from the side
Don’t part, divide it
Girl, let a nigga up inside it

(Chorus)
And you say fuck that nigga, he’s so weak
He can’t tell that you a freak and that you ain’t lookin for love
You just want room, wanna beat it up
So any girl I’mma tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it
I’mma tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it

(Verse)
Hey girl it’s me, it’s T I B
That nigga down on the hoe
Don’t need to know no convo,
I know you a freak
Yo man he weak and we can get it on
It’s more like fuck that nigga
A young nigga tryna get it on
So I’m tryna hit it, I’m tryna get it
From the front, back, inside, get it
Let a nigga get in when you ridin it
From the bottom of the morn, know a time

(Chorus)
And you say fuck that nigga, he’s so weak
He can’t tell that you a freak and that you ain’t lookin for love
You just want room, wanna beat it up
So any girl I’mma tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it
I’mma tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it, I’m tryna hit it