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NoJob Video (MV)




Performed By: NBT Motion
Language: English
Length: 1:33
Written by: Karon Carlton




NBT Motion - NoJob Lyrics




Ayy, ayy

If you see him with me, that's the mob, that's on God

My lil' bitch is made a 50, off the fraud, ain't no job
Runnin' round my city like a God, cause I'm Godly
Bought them guns from my lil' sixty, he just rob, ain't no job
Bro-locked in wit all dem P's , can't keep no hoe locked in, they bother me

In love with dough and you ain't talkin' bout no chow
That's why I'm hard to reach,
Hit the bank and rock this show
Can't let it go, it gon' be hard to quit
Get yo' bae to drop that low and send lil' bro, you ain't that hard to get

Hard to serve these fiends away,
She felt somethin' hard between my jeans and waist
If that card approve they need to pay,
Can't get these scars removed, I need the pain
Ain't no stoppin', get that check and make it flip, make it flip
Bitch get sloppy with that neck, she let it drip, off her lip

Bro break down ten bows a week, I go shop, they clothes is store from me
Born, at the bottom, but the top is where we posed to be
Glowing out that bottom, so just watch how you approach a P

If you see him with me, that's the mob, that's on God

My lil' bitch is made a 50, off the fraud, ain't no job
Runnin' round my city like a God, cause I'm Godly
Bought them guns from my lil' sixty, he just rob, ain't no job
Bro-locked in wit all dem P's , can't keep no hoe locked in, they bother me

In love with dough and you ain't talkin' bout no chow
That's why I'm hard to reach,
Hit the bank and rock this show
Can't let it go, it gon' be hard to quit
Get yo' bae to drop that low and send lil' bro, you ain't that hard to get

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Ayy, ayy

If you see him with me, that's the mob, that's on God

My lil' bitch is made a 50, off the fraud, ain't no job
Runnin' round my city like a God, cause I'm Godly
Bought them guns from my lil' sixty, he just rob, ain't no job
Bro-locked in wit all dem P's , can't keep no hoe locked in, they bother me

In love with dough and you ain't talkin' bout no chow
That's why I'm hard to reach,
Hit the bank and rock this show
Can't let it go, it gon' be hard to quit
Get yo' bae to drop that low and send lil' bro, you ain't that hard to get

Hard to serve these fiends away,
She felt somethin' hard between my jeans and waist
If that card approve they need to pay,
Can't get these scars removed, I need the pain
Ain't no stoppin', get that check and make it flip, make it flip
Bitch get sloppy with that neck, she let it drip, off her lip

Bro break down ten bows a week, I go shop, they clothes is store from me
Born, at the bottom, but the top is where we posed to be
Glowing out that bottom, so just watch how you approach a P

If you see him with me, that's the mob, that's on God

My lil' bitch is made a 50, off the fraud, ain't no job
Runnin' round my city like a God, cause I'm Godly
Bought them guns from my lil' sixty, he just rob, ain't no job
Bro-locked in wit all dem P's , can't keep no hoe locked in, they bother me

In love with dough and you ain't talkin' bout no chow
That's why I'm hard to reach,
Hit the bank and rock this show
Can't let it go, it gon' be hard to quit
Get yo' bae to drop that low and send lil' bro, you ain't that hard to get

Thanks for watching
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Writer: Karon Carlton
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