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NO VENEERS Video (MV)




Performed By: Gudda Chyld
Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: DeJean Johnson




Gudda Chyld - NO VENEERS Lyrics
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(Ooouuu that VL nigga did that)
Ye-yoo! Yeeoo! Waah
Please don't blow my line while I'm outchea gettin' paper
Almost lost my mind, ain't no buyer, ain't no labor (no)
When they start to fall off, only time they countin' favors
Would've sworn I had veneers, the way I'm smiling at my haters (cheese)
Can't make a pretty penny, then it's gettin' pretty ugly
They see I'm on the grind, now all of the sudden they fake love me (nah)
A dime can't get a dime, she ain't even flippin' nothin (nope)
We was juugin' on the Ave, then all the brokies started judgin (ha-ha)
Stacks on decks, Soulja Boy actin (huh)
Can't afford these jeans, lil' boy you outchea really slackin (huh)
Cheese on his head, boy, my team really packin
I done beat him to the bag, got me feelin' like Joe Jackson (woo)
Uptown be my section, stupid, duffy (huh)
A b**** can't do a thing for me, but f*** me, slut me (yeah)
Crooks with a AR, miss no shot, no Donald Trumpin (boaw)
And they know I got that water, Sewage Water Board, pumpin (yeah)
Bag me a baddie with a bag, now I'm braggin (huh)
I'm from New Orleans, got her fallin' from my accent (wazzam)
We ain't tryna make no baby, we be trappin', ain't no trappin
Hittin' plays in a Trans AM,
Doin' transactions (skrrt)
Please don't blow my line while I'm outchea gettin' paper
Almost lost my mind, ain't no buyer, ain't no labor (no)
When they start to fall off, only time they countin' favors
Would've sworn I had veneers, the way I'm smiling at my haters (cheese)
Can't make a pretty penny, then it's gettin' pretty ugly
They see I'm on the grind, now all of the sudden they fake love me (nah)
A dime can't get a dime, she ain't even flippin' nothin (nope)
We was juugin' on the Ave, then all the brokies, started judgin (ha-ha)
Grip the automatic while the whip on autopilot
Slydin' in the Tezzy, yeah, I'm really electric slidin (slyde! Slyde!)
You don't want my ZaZa, tell them boys to stop hidin (come on)
Droppin' all presidential s***, call it Joe Biden (yeah)
Girl, got a natural ass, movin' just like waves (huh)
Buku bands, buku drums, bout to start a whole parade (yeah)
Every corner be the trap, got me feelin' like a maze (huh)
And I be the hottest n***a, s***, I said what I said (okay)
On the Money$ide, hit my money dance (huh)
You can see I'm money, no need to glance (huh)
Talkin' on time, I'ma need advance (huh)
Got a trigga finger, and a itchy hand (huh)
No romance, know the circumstance (huh)
Need a lap dance, then I drop a band
Turn a good girl to a bad b***h (yeah, yeah)
Got her actin' funny to her ol'man
Please don't blow my line while I'm outchea gettin' paper
Almost lost my mind, ain't no buyer, ain't no labor (no)
When they start to fall off, only time they countin' favors
Would've sworn I had veneers, the way I'm smiling at my haters (cheese)
Can't make a pretty penny, then it's gettin' pretty ugly
They see I'm on the grind, now all of sudden they fake love me (nah)
A dime can't get a dime, she ain't even flippin' nothin (nope)
We was juugin' on the Ave, then all the brokies started judgin, (ha-ha)
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(Ooouuu that VL nigga did that)
Ye-yoo! Yeeoo! Waah
Please don't blow my line while I'm outchea gettin' paper
Almost lost my mind, ain't no buyer, ain't no labor (no)
When they start to fall off, only time they countin' favors
Would've sworn I had veneers, the way I'm smiling at my haters (cheese)
Can't make a pretty penny, then it's gettin' pretty ugly
They see I'm on the grind, now all of the sudden they fake love me (nah)
A dime can't get a dime, she ain't even flippin' nothin (nope)
We was juugin' on the Ave, then all the brokies started judgin (ha-ha)
Stacks on decks, Soulja Boy actin (huh)
Can't afford these jeans, lil' boy you outchea really slackin (huh)
Cheese on his head, boy, my team really packin
I done beat him to the bag, got me feelin' like Joe Jackson (woo)
Uptown be my section, stupid, duffy (huh)
A b**** can't do a thing for me, but f*** me, slut me (yeah)
Crooks with a AR, miss no shot, no Donald Trumpin (boaw)
And they know I got that water, Sewage Water Board, pumpin (yeah)
Bag me a baddie with a bag, now I'm braggin (huh)
I'm from New Orleans, got her fallin' from my accent (wazzam)
We ain't tryna make no baby, we be trappin', ain't no trappin
Hittin' plays in a Trans AM,
Doin' transactions (skrrt)
Please don't blow my line while I'm outchea gettin' paper
Almost lost my mind, ain't no buyer, ain't no labor (no)
When they start to fall off, only time they countin' favors
Would've sworn I had veneers, the way I'm smiling at my haters (cheese)
Can't make a pretty penny, then it's gettin' pretty ugly
They see I'm on the grind, now all of the sudden they fake love me (nah)
A dime can't get a dime, she ain't even flippin' nothin (nope)
We was juugin' on the Ave, then all the brokies, started judgin (ha-ha)
Grip the automatic while the whip on autopilot
Slydin' in the Tezzy, yeah, I'm really electric slidin (slyde! Slyde!)
You don't want my ZaZa, tell them boys to stop hidin (come on)
Droppin' all presidential s***, call it Joe Biden (yeah)
Girl, got a natural ass, movin' just like waves (huh)
Buku bands, buku drums, bout to start a whole parade (yeah)
Every corner be the trap, got me feelin' like a maze (huh)
And I be the hottest n***a, s***, I said what I said (okay)
On the Money$ide, hit my money dance (huh)
You can see I'm money, no need to glance (huh)
Talkin' on time, I'ma need advance (huh)
Got a trigga finger, and a itchy hand (huh)
No romance, know the circumstance (huh)
Need a lap dance, then I drop a band
Turn a good girl to a bad b***h (yeah, yeah)
Got her actin' funny to her ol'man
Please don't blow my line while I'm outchea gettin' paper
Almost lost my mind, ain't no buyer, ain't no labor (no)
When they start to fall off, only time they countin' favors
Would've sworn I had veneers, the way I'm smiling at my haters (cheese)
Can't make a pretty penny, then it's gettin' pretty ugly
They see I'm on the grind, now all of sudden they fake love me (nah)
A dime can't get a dime, she ain't even flippin' nothin (nope)
We was juugin' on the Ave, then all the brokies started judgin, (ha-ha)
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Writer: DeJean Johnson
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