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Lotta Niggas Video (MV)




Performed By: PME Zell
Language: English
Length: 3:35
Written by: Renzell Johnson




PME Zell - Lotta Niggas Lyrics




(Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh)

I can't be f*cking with a lot of niggas
You wasn't there when I was broke, hoe you out the picture
It's some doobies on the table, I done hit a couple
Bitch it's Louis
(Ok ok, here it go, here we go) (Ya now rocking with the gang)
I can't be f*cking with a lot of niggas (with a ugh)
You wasn't there when I was broke, hoe you out the picture (hoe you out the picture)
It's some doobies on the table, I done hit a couple (I done hit a uh)
Bitch it's Louis on my belt, she undid the buckle (she undid the what)

(Ha)
Look at my shoes, this half a K
I bust up, lick my fingers and they like whatchu had today
I pull out hunnids and it's more coming
Bitch I go the dumbest
Hella plates got a nigga full, feel it in my stomach
Call up Jay, nigga what's the play
He just want some money
We relate, could've bought a bae
But I don't need no honey (I don't need no honey)
I look too good for these bum hoes (Bum hoes)
I was just road running like 2 months ago (Like 2 months ago)
She was claiming she don't dance but she jumped on my pole (She jumped on my pole)
I can't stop until I bust but now I wanna go (Now I wanna go)
For 50 bucks my bitch'll pop it for a hunnid strokes (For a hunnid strokes)
I got 'em waiting, I'll be dropping when the summer gone (When the summer gone)
I got bands in my way
They love speaking on my name so they just fans in that case
He committed suicide when he ran through my space
And my shooters work at night so where you laying, it ain't safe (Laying it ain't safe)
(Ok)

I can't be f*cking with a lot of niggas
You wasn't there when I was broke, hoe you out the picture
It's some doobies on the table, I done hit a couple
Bitch it's Louis on my belt, she undid the buckle (She undid the what)
I can't be f*cking with a lot of niggas (With a ugh)
You wasn't there when I was broke, hoe you out the picture (Hoe you out the picture)
It's some doobies on the table, I done hit a couple (I done hit a uh)
Bitch it's Louis on my belt, she undid the buckle (She undid the what)

I drop her off when it get late
When I pop out with some money, they gone wish they never hated
Hoes goin', hoes comin', never mind 'cause bitch I'm thumbin
I don't do it 'cause I done it, and I got it 'cause I want it
Gotta keep this shit 100 like an hour and 40
Gotta 9 millimeter, but shit I wanna 40
It's 300 for a feature, that's if you can afford it
Gotta sign on my door "do not disturb", I'm recording
I was serving 'til I had to throw the dank in the toilet
Then I moved to the Burg to get my business in order
I started trappin' out the Flatts, then I got played by a shorty
Now I got a few zeros, shit IRS might report me
(Ha, ahh, huh)
She put her ass in my face
They can tell I'm from the Sip, but I might go back to the A
It's 200 for the load, pick up the pack when it's safe
They say the money don't make you happy well I'm happy today (Shit I'm happy today)

I can't be f*cking with a lot of niggas
You wasn't there when I was broke, hoe you out the picture
It's some doobies on the table, I done hit a couple
Bitch it's Louis on my belt, she undid the buckle (She undid the what)
I can't be f*cking with a lot of niggas (With a ugh)
You wasn't there when I was broke, hoe you out the picture (Hoe you out the picture)
It's some doobies on the table, I done hit a couple (I done hit a uh)
Bitch it's Louis on my belt, she undid the buckle (She undid the what)
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(Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh)

I can't be f*cking with a lot of niggas
You wasn't there when I was broke, hoe you out the picture
It's some doobies on the table, I done hit a couple
Bitch it's Louis
(Ok ok, here it go, here we go) (Ya now rocking with the gang)
I can't be f*cking with a lot of niggas (with a ugh)
You wasn't there when I was broke, hoe you out the picture (hoe you out the picture)
It's some doobies on the table, I done hit a couple (I done hit a uh)
Bitch it's Louis on my belt, she undid the buckle (she undid the what)

(Ha)
Look at my shoes, this half a K
I bust up, lick my fingers and they like whatchu had today
I pull out hunnids and it's more coming
Bitch I go the dumbest
Hella plates got a nigga full, feel it in my stomach
Call up Jay, nigga what's the play
He just want some money
We relate, could've bought a bae
But I don't need no honey (I don't need no honey)
I look too good for these bum hoes (Bum hoes)
I was just road running like 2 months ago (Like 2 months ago)
She was claiming she don't dance but she jumped on my pole (She jumped on my pole)
I can't stop until I bust but now I wanna go (Now I wanna go)
For 50 bucks my bitch'll pop it for a hunnid strokes (For a hunnid strokes)
I got 'em waiting, I'll be dropping when the summer gone (When the summer gone)
I got bands in my way
They love speaking on my name so they just fans in that case
He committed suicide when he ran through my space
And my shooters work at night so where you laying, it ain't safe (Laying it ain't safe)
(Ok)

I can't be f*cking with a lot of niggas
You wasn't there when I was broke, hoe you out the picture
It's some doobies on the table, I done hit a couple
Bitch it's Louis on my belt, she undid the buckle (She undid the what)
I can't be f*cking with a lot of niggas (With a ugh)
You wasn't there when I was broke, hoe you out the picture (Hoe you out the picture)
It's some doobies on the table, I done hit a couple (I done hit a uh)
Bitch it's Louis on my belt, she undid the buckle (She undid the what)

I drop her off when it get late
When I pop out with some money, they gone wish they never hated
Hoes goin', hoes comin', never mind 'cause bitch I'm thumbin
I don't do it 'cause I done it, and I got it 'cause I want it
Gotta keep this shit 100 like an hour and 40
Gotta 9 millimeter, but shit I wanna 40
It's 300 for a feature, that's if you can afford it
Gotta sign on my door "do not disturb", I'm recording
I was serving 'til I had to throw the dank in the toilet
Then I moved to the Burg to get my business in order
I started trappin' out the Flatts, then I got played by a shorty
Now I got a few zeros, shit IRS might report me
(Ha, ahh, huh)
She put her ass in my face
They can tell I'm from the Sip, but I might go back to the A
It's 200 for the load, pick up the pack when it's safe
They say the money don't make you happy well I'm happy today (Shit I'm happy today)

I can't be f*cking with a lot of niggas
You wasn't there when I was broke, hoe you out the picture
It's some doobies on the table, I done hit a couple
Bitch it's Louis on my belt, she undid the buckle (She undid the what)
I can't be f*cking with a lot of niggas (With a ugh)
You wasn't there when I was broke, hoe you out the picture (Hoe you out the picture)
It's some doobies on the table, I done hit a couple (I done hit a uh)
Bitch it's Louis on my belt, she undid the buckle (She undid the what)
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Writer: Renzell Johnson
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