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Ain't Sprain' Nothin' Video (MV)




Performed By: Hookman
Length: 2:12
Written by: Jecory Emmanuel




Hookman - Ain't Sprain' Nothin' Lyrics




F*ck you talkn bout nigga I ain't sparin nothin
If you ain't talkn why you saying something
Stay your ass inside don't come back out
No technicians but we brung them techs out
Hoe where you going i don't even take the trash out
Just want the top ain't trying to blow your back out
She peep the play she like how I cash out
Bitch you gotta work for it ain't no fast route
Young nigga I'm ballin I get buckets
Young nigga I'm ballin ya no budget
Young nigga I'm ballin ya I love it
This little bitch I'm f*ckin said we shouldn't be seen in public
Wait hold on I'm cool with that
I promise you it don't get no better than that
I'm just getting started niggas thought I reached my max
Finna stop em dead in they tracks like they caught a flat
Wait want what be with who?
Little hoe stop it you for the crew
I can't be with you
I already got my Betty boo
But all this sauce I'm dripping I can't even be mad at you
That nigga tried to rob me he thought I was tangible
But he think I'm pussy so his reason understandable
But this Glock I'm holding eat a nigga up like cannibal
Buddy itching send em over here we got the antidote
All my yung niggas they on go
Think they ain't going to shoot you smoking dope
I'm from palm beach of lost hope
Here niggas wackin shit and buddys overdosing on that soap
Where them hoes show no love
Where if you ain't got no bucks they treat you like a scrub
Real shit you can't even get a hug
He the middle man so why that nigga acting like plug
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F*ck you talkn bout nigga I ain't sparin nothin
If you ain't talkn why you saying something
Stay your ass inside don't come back out
No technicians but we brung them techs out
Hoe where you going i don't even take the trash out
Just want the top ain't trying to blow your back out
She peep the play she like how I cash out
Bitch you gotta work for it ain't no fast route
Young nigga I'm ballin I get buckets
Young nigga I'm ballin ya no budget
Young nigga I'm ballin ya I love it
This little bitch I'm f*ckin said we shouldn't be seen in public
Wait hold on I'm cool with that
I promise you it don't get no better than that
I'm just getting started niggas thought I reached my max
Finna stop em dead in they tracks like they caught a flat
Wait want what be with who?
Little hoe stop it you for the crew
I can't be with you
I already got my Betty boo
But all this sauce I'm dripping I can't even be mad at you
That nigga tried to rob me he thought I was tangible
But he think I'm pussy so his reason understandable
But this Glock I'm holding eat a nigga up like cannibal
Buddy itching send em over here we got the antidote
All my yung niggas they on go
Think they ain't going to shoot you smoking dope
I'm from palm beach of lost hope
Here niggas wackin shit and buddys overdosing on that soap
Where them hoes show no love
Where if you ain't got no bucks they treat you like a scrub
Real shit you can't even get a hug
He the middle man so why that nigga acting like plug
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Writer: Jecory Emmanuel
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