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But Ummm Video (MV)




Performed By: TDO Jacson
Language: English
Length: 3:00
Written by: Antonio Wilson




TDO Jacson - But Ummm Lyrics




She say she just want a few dollars
But she don't want no man
Well baby girl we got a problem
You seem to misunderstand
Cause you tryna rob the robber
Right plan wrong man
You got a whole sweet tooth
But I ain't no suckah man
Say she just want a few dollars
But she don't want no man
Well baby girl we got a problem
You seem to misunderstand
Cause you tryna rob the robber
Right plan wrong man
You got a whole sweet tooth
But I ain't no suckah man

They be all up in my message box
Asking me for money
Allow me to put the message out
I'm also out for money
Right plan wrong man
Typing LOL you funny
See these thick bifocals
Cant mistake me for no dummy
I keep a smile on my face
So I guess they think I'm sweet
Until they see the real me
Now they recognize the beast
Before I give you mines
You gone give me yours
Capiche
While they out here playing games I'm just staying true to me
If they holla no cap they be cappin'
I like my money like some gang signs
Steady stacking
It's clear to me her mind just ain't right
Cause she steady asking
Actually we in the same boat
I'm just playing captain
Platinum type niggas always attracting them gold diggers
Though my swag is out this world
I'm just a dressed up broke nigga
Coming with the same game
We gone bump heads
Don't want hear nothing you saying
Baby girl gone head

Say she just want a few dollars
But she don't want no man
Well baby girl we got a problem
You seem to misunderstand
Cause you tryna rob the robber
Right plan wrong man
You got a whole sweet tooth
But I ain't no suckah man
Say she just want a few dollars
But she don't want no man
Well baby girl we got a problem
You seem to misunderstand
Cause you tryna rob the robber
Right plan wrong man
You got a whole sweet tooth
But I ain't no suckah man

Requests in the cash app
I don't recognize they cash tags
See they always tryna play
A nigga must look like a band class
I heard gimme got shot in 95
With his bad ass
Sour apple wraps
I got upset
Then I smoked mad grass
They used to call my burner phone
Like how the f*ck you got my number
Only gave it to some brothers
Had to cut off all them brothers
When they started to call my mother
Had to send a threat out
Like imma cut up every motherf*cker
In that house
I swear they kill me with this Facebook shit
I swear they kill me with this Facebook shit
I swear they kill me with this Facebook shit
I swear they kill me with this Facebook shit
Get off my line hoe
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She say she just want a few dollars
But she don't want no man
Well baby girl we got a problem
You seem to misunderstand
Cause you tryna rob the robber
Right plan wrong man
You got a whole sweet tooth
But I ain't no suckah man
Say she just want a few dollars
But she don't want no man
Well baby girl we got a problem
You seem to misunderstand
Cause you tryna rob the robber
Right plan wrong man
You got a whole sweet tooth
But I ain't no suckah man

They be all up in my message box
Asking me for money
Allow me to put the message out
I'm also out for money
Right plan wrong man
Typing LOL you funny
See these thick bifocals
Cant mistake me for no dummy
I keep a smile on my face
So I guess they think I'm sweet
Until they see the real me
Now they recognize the beast
Before I give you mines
You gone give me yours
Capiche
While they out here playing games I'm just staying true to me
If they holla no cap they be cappin'
I like my money like some gang signs
Steady stacking
It's clear to me her mind just ain't right
Cause she steady asking
Actually we in the same boat
I'm just playing captain
Platinum type niggas always attracting them gold diggers
Though my swag is out this world
I'm just a dressed up broke nigga
Coming with the same game
We gone bump heads
Don't want hear nothing you saying
Baby girl gone head

Say she just want a few dollars
But she don't want no man
Well baby girl we got a problem
You seem to misunderstand
Cause you tryna rob the robber
Right plan wrong man
You got a whole sweet tooth
But I ain't no suckah man
Say she just want a few dollars
But she don't want no man
Well baby girl we got a problem
You seem to misunderstand
Cause you tryna rob the robber
Right plan wrong man
You got a whole sweet tooth
But I ain't no suckah man

Requests in the cash app
I don't recognize they cash tags
See they always tryna play
A nigga must look like a band class
I heard gimme got shot in 95
With his bad ass
Sour apple wraps
I got upset
Then I smoked mad grass
They used to call my burner phone
Like how the f*ck you got my number
Only gave it to some brothers
Had to cut off all them brothers
When they started to call my mother
Had to send a threat out
Like imma cut up every motherf*cker
In that house
I swear they kill me with this Facebook shit
I swear they kill me with this Facebook shit
I swear they kill me with this Facebook shit
I swear they kill me with this Facebook shit
Get off my line hoe
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Writer: Antonio Wilson
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