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Ring (Anthem) Video (MV)




Performed By: NayyToven
Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: Na'Dorin Davis




NayyToven - Ring (Anthem) Lyrics
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Perfect!
This The Anthem!
Yea!
Not Trynna cuff, Trynna stack this cheese
Brr! Hit my phone
Ha! yea yea yea
Ever since I gave her that D, she keep texting me
I'm, Better than her last nigga, now she obsessed wit' me
No, I'm not Trynna cuff, Girl I'm just Trynna stack this cheese
But when you Lonely, I can you give u that D
Girl make my phone ring, Yea make it ring ring
Ever since I gave her that D, she keep texting me
I'm, Better than her last nigga, now she obsessed wit' me
No, I'm not Trynna cuff, Girl I'm just Trynna stack this cheese
But when you Lonely, I can you give you that D
Girl make my phone ring, Yea make it ring ring
Hold on girl, yea I like that (Uh Huh)
You a cold girl, sum'n like a ice pack (Yup)
Attitude fierce, yea she attack that (Rrr)
Like a KitKat girl Ima break that (Break Break)
Baby I'm wit the shits and you like that (Mhm)
That pretty ass smile don't hide that (Don't hide)
I'm just looking for me a lil dime snatch
F*ckin wit' me I can make u hit yo climax
I took you from that, lame nigga
Ima big tipper (Bling)
Do tricks on a dick, I call her flipper
She dancing on a pole, she a stripper
I Kill that pussy, call me Jack the Ripper (Kill kill)
I ball like Kawai, Onna Clippers (Swish)
Booty fat, shawty thicker than a snicker (It's Fat)
She be cleaning up the nut, like a swiffer
Bad bitch, feet cute in Ugg Slippers
I gotta lotta options, You can be one
You gotta get to popping, Lemme see sum'n
A nigga mad cuz he getting no funds
Gas got me higher than a mountain, touch the damn sun
Yo nigga ex mad? F*ck em He a hater
I crush a lot shorty, I ain't no player
She Hit my phone, like Watchu doin' later
If she bad, Then you kno' I gotta slay her
Ever since I gave her that D, she keep texting me
I'm, Better than her last nigga, now she obsessed wit' me
No, I'm not Trynna cuff, Girl I'm just Trynna stack this cheese
But when you Lonely, I can you give you that D
Girl make my phone ring, Yea make it ring ring
Ever since I gave her that D, she keep texting me
I'm, Better than her last nigga, now she obsessed wit' me
No, I'm not Trynna cuff, Girl I'm just Trynna stack this cheese
But when you Lonely
I can u give you that D, Girl make my phone ring, Yea make it ring ring
Make it ring (Ring)
Make it ring ring
Make it ring (Yea)
Make it ring ring
Make it ring
Make my phone ring ring
Make it ring
Girl Make it ring ring
Yo ex mad? F*ck em He a hater (Bitch)
I crush a lot shorty, I ain't no player (I love you)
She Hit my phone, like Watchu doin' later
Make it, ring ring ring ring (Yea)
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Perfect!
This The Anthem!
Yea!
Not Trynna cuff, Trynna stack this cheese
Brr! Hit my phone
Ha! yea yea yea
Ever since I gave her that D, she keep texting me
I'm, Better than her last nigga, now she obsessed wit' me
No, I'm not Trynna cuff, Girl I'm just Trynna stack this cheese
But when you Lonely, I can you give u that D
Girl make my phone ring, Yea make it ring ring
Ever since I gave her that D, she keep texting me
I'm, Better than her last nigga, now she obsessed wit' me
No, I'm not Trynna cuff, Girl I'm just Trynna stack this cheese
But when you Lonely, I can you give you that D
Girl make my phone ring, Yea make it ring ring
Hold on girl, yea I like that (Uh Huh)
You a cold girl, sum'n like a ice pack (Yup)
Attitude fierce, yea she attack that (Rrr)
Like a KitKat girl Ima break that (Break Break)
Baby I'm wit the shits and you like that (Mhm)
That pretty ass smile don't hide that (Don't hide)
I'm just looking for me a lil dime snatch
F*ckin wit' me I can make u hit yo climax
I took you from that, lame nigga
Ima big tipper (Bling)
Do tricks on a dick, I call her flipper
She dancing on a pole, she a stripper
I Kill that pussy, call me Jack the Ripper (Kill kill)
I ball like Kawai, Onna Clippers (Swish)
Booty fat, shawty thicker than a snicker (It's Fat)
She be cleaning up the nut, like a swiffer
Bad bitch, feet cute in Ugg Slippers
I gotta lotta options, You can be one
You gotta get to popping, Lemme see sum'n
A nigga mad cuz he getting no funds
Gas got me higher than a mountain, touch the damn sun
Yo nigga ex mad? F*ck em He a hater
I crush a lot shorty, I ain't no player
She Hit my phone, like Watchu doin' later
If she bad, Then you kno' I gotta slay her
Ever since I gave her that D, she keep texting me
I'm, Better than her last nigga, now she obsessed wit' me
No, I'm not Trynna cuff, Girl I'm just Trynna stack this cheese
But when you Lonely, I can you give you that D
Girl make my phone ring, Yea make it ring ring
Ever since I gave her that D, she keep texting me
I'm, Better than her last nigga, now she obsessed wit' me
No, I'm not Trynna cuff, Girl I'm just Trynna stack this cheese
But when you Lonely
I can u give you that D, Girl make my phone ring, Yea make it ring ring
Make it ring (Ring)
Make it ring ring
Make it ring (Yea)
Make it ring ring
Make it ring
Make my phone ring ring
Make it ring
Girl Make it ring ring
Yo ex mad? F*ck em He a hater (Bitch)
I crush a lot shorty, I ain't no player (I love you)
She Hit my phone, like Watchu doin' later
Make it, ring ring ring ring (Yea)
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Writer: Na'Dorin Davis
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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