Description: Naw Mean, Hip Hop Music, Trap, buyout music, download music and music library
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Lyrics:
NAW MEAN
(T. Hill)
Chorus:
Naw Mean, Naw Mean, Naw Mean, Naw Mean
I blow that super stick kush, naw mean
My bud be purp, and my dutch be lime green, naw mean
My ride sit high, and my kicks so clean,
I dress so fly,
With my diamonds on gleam, and that’s that naw mean
Ya Ya naw mean,
You represent your city, and hold it down for your team, naw mean
Ride for your hood, keep them cowards on the beam,
After every single sentence,
I’m gonna say the say thing,
and that’s that naw mean
Up in this damn thing, naw mean
Ladies gonna scream,
Imma spark this mary jane,
Naw mean
Cuz baby it’s a party,
Patron and Bacardi, naw mean
Hope you brought your cuffs fore I be gone with your shawty, naw mean
You know how I kick it kid,
My flow is ridiculous,
I’m the one they won’t get with,
Cuz I just straight be killin it,
Nigga I’m from Virginia,
There ain’t no contender,
Know me no stop,
And you know me no surrender,
Tryin to get my stats like I’m Lew Alcindor,
So all you battle cats,
I will turn you into cringer,
So if you slow, or you faster then a ninja,
In the water I am Jaws,
so you know Ima gonna get ya nigga
Chorus
I’m the man on mic phones,
Since I hooked with Belle Joans’
I ain’t gotta sell stones,
Im on they ipod, iphones, and ringtones,
And your main chick, wanna get that ding dong, naw mean
I jump up in that thing, and act a fool like King Kong,
They call me Bobby Brain, like I’m mister he ain’t on
What nigga spit that game, and say his name like, Mike Jones
In the booth I’m naypeon, they screaming flame, on naw mean
Chorus
© Copyright 2010, Tyrone Hill
T J C Communications Publishing (BMI)
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