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Nigga Please Video (MV)




Performed By: Indigo Blaize
Length: 2:45
Written by: Blaize Adam




Indigo Blaize - Nigga Please Lyrics
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Are you still hanging out with your friends
Yea, ooh, uh, skrr
I'm not happy about it
Ooh
Blaize I hate you
You would think I was a drummer sumn'
Way I put it in a grave, uh
Wood and leather get you wetter timberlake, uh
Tell me sumn' (uh)
When we meetin in the mornin we get straight to f*ckin' (uh)
I been wonderin ain't you cuffed or somethin'
Adam Eve (uh)
You been strayin' from the apple tree
Woe is he (uh)
Lock button when he callin' cause you f*ckin' me (uh)
Take a visit to the clinic
Cause that summer seed kickin'
Who the daddy you been thinkin' that it might be me (uh)
No sir ree
You just blinded by my Mariana pockets
Got a trench full of collard greens (uh, uh)
Terrorize that ass, call it Sadam-ey (uh, uh)
Look me up and down, she like nigga please
Nigga please
Gettin' tired of the yap
She ain't tryna throw it back
'Less you got a couple bags, uh
Nigga please
We was drinking out the tap
Now its bottles of the Henny
Couple thickies in the back, uh
Nigga please (uh)
Nigga please (uh)
Get the strap (uh)
Trigger squeeze (uh)
Gon' take a lap (uh) (uhr)
Shoot the breeze (uh)
She gon throw it back (uh) (ooh)
For the cheese (uh)
Nigga please
I been stuntin' on you f*ckin' thieves (urrt)
Only haute cuisine brewin' in my bouchèrie (skrr)
You and me (uh)
On a mattress made of plastic
To a foyer in a mansion
With a butler, fill my chalice with some alizee (uh) (nice)
How you say
Oh that's alizé
Hood rich feeding fifty naked bitches creme brûlée (uh, uh) (woo)
Stay up out my way, you might catch a stray (uh)
Lay it underneath the money, that's a cash-ash-tray (uh) (wow)
Get it (uh)
Pussy deeper than my college debt is (uh) (ow)
If we go another round, I might leave you dented (uh) (uhrr)
Playin' quidditch, catchin snitches, cause i'm such a seeker (uh) (yeah)
Know you love the chorus, scrunch your face and bump the speakers (wooh)
Nigga please
Gettin' tired of the yap
She ain't tryna throw it back
'Less you got a couple bags, uh (ooo)
Nigga please
We was drinking out the tap
Now its bottles of the Henny
Couple thickies in the back, uh (woo)
Nigga please (uh) (nope)
Nigga please (uh)
Get the strap (uh)
Trigger squeeze (uh)
Gon' take a lap (uh) (woo)
Shoot the breeze (uh)
She gon throw it back (uh)
For the cheese (uh)
Nigga please (uh)
Nigga please (uh)
Get the strap (uh)
Trigger squeeze (uh)
Gon' take a lap (uh)
Shoot the breeze (uh)
She gon throw it back (uh)
For the cheese (uh)
Hehehe, okay
Message me if you can
If you want to
If you're bored
And, hanging out
Thursday or Friday
Both
Hehehe
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Are you still hanging out with your friends
Yea, ooh, uh, skrr
I'm not happy about it
Ooh
Blaize I hate you
You would think I was a drummer sumn'
Way I put it in a grave, uh
Wood and leather get you wetter timberlake, uh
Tell me sumn' (uh)
When we meetin in the mornin we get straight to f*ckin' (uh)
I been wonderin ain't you cuffed or somethin'
Adam Eve (uh)
You been strayin' from the apple tree
Woe is he (uh)
Lock button when he callin' cause you f*ckin' me (uh)
Take a visit to the clinic
Cause that summer seed kickin'
Who the daddy you been thinkin' that it might be me (uh)
No sir ree
You just blinded by my Mariana pockets
Got a trench full of collard greens (uh, uh)
Terrorize that ass, call it Sadam-ey (uh, uh)
Look me up and down, she like nigga please
Nigga please
Gettin' tired of the yap
She ain't tryna throw it back
'Less you got a couple bags, uh
Nigga please
We was drinking out the tap
Now its bottles of the Henny
Couple thickies in the back, uh
Nigga please (uh)
Nigga please (uh)
Get the strap (uh)
Trigger squeeze (uh)
Gon' take a lap (uh) (uhr)
Shoot the breeze (uh)
She gon throw it back (uh) (ooh)
For the cheese (uh)
Nigga please
I been stuntin' on you f*ckin' thieves (urrt)
Only haute cuisine brewin' in my bouchèrie (skrr)
You and me (uh)
On a mattress made of plastic
To a foyer in a mansion
With a butler, fill my chalice with some alizee (uh) (nice)
How you say
Oh that's alizé
Hood rich feeding fifty naked bitches creme brûlée (uh, uh) (woo)
Stay up out my way, you might catch a stray (uh)
Lay it underneath the money, that's a cash-ash-tray (uh) (wow)
Get it (uh)
Pussy deeper than my college debt is (uh) (ow)
If we go another round, I might leave you dented (uh) (uhrr)
Playin' quidditch, catchin snitches, cause i'm such a seeker (uh) (yeah)
Know you love the chorus, scrunch your face and bump the speakers (wooh)
Nigga please
Gettin' tired of the yap
She ain't tryna throw it back
'Less you got a couple bags, uh (ooo)
Nigga please
We was drinking out the tap
Now its bottles of the Henny
Couple thickies in the back, uh (woo)
Nigga please (uh) (nope)
Nigga please (uh)
Get the strap (uh)
Trigger squeeze (uh)
Gon' take a lap (uh) (woo)
Shoot the breeze (uh)
She gon throw it back (uh)
For the cheese (uh)
Nigga please (uh)
Nigga please (uh)
Get the strap (uh)
Trigger squeeze (uh)
Gon' take a lap (uh)
Shoot the breeze (uh)
She gon throw it back (uh)
For the cheese (uh)
Hehehe, okay
Message me if you can
If you want to
If you're bored
And, hanging out
Thursday or Friday
Both
Hehehe
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Writer: Blaize Adam
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