Nines - I Do Lyrics

Uh, uh
Gang

Married to the game, I do
Twist in my cup, I do
Only bad B's I do
Spend a couple racks in the week, I do
Married to the game, I do
Twist in my cup, I do
Only bad B's I do
Spend a couple racks in the week, I do

Me and Muggy hopped out the Bentley truck
Hoes on my table with empty cups
They said, "Ice City fell off," you must be dumb
I got ninety-nine problems but a plug ain't one
When my coke comes in, it's all pure
Fam there's no safety on this .44
Niggas shootin' in the air, that's what they call war
If I'm shootin' in the air, there's pagans on the fourth floor
Fam I made Harlesden look pretty
Me and Skrapz got a girl in every part of the city
I was wrappin' out keys
Then I bought my daughter a piano from rappin' 'bout keys
It's Nines

Married to the game, I do
Twist in my cup, I do
Only bad B's I do
Spend a couple racks in the week, I do
Married to the game, I do
Twist in my cup, I do (yo)
Only bad B's I do
Spend a couple racks in the week, I do (check)

Me and Key, we hopped out the Trackhawk Jeep
Thots fly past, blast my tracks and beep
They say C-Block fell off, you must be tapped
I got ninety-nine sweets for the scorps and MAC
Me and Flava fam are pullin' down hella trees
Safety on the back of the grip, that's the lemon squeeze
Pussies shootin' at the ground get no respect
If I'm shootin' at the ground, I wax on the deck
Lad, I made half of South Manny trap
Me and Ziggy got nitties all over the map
I had LH Post Office tracks
Now my BM's Rollie'd up from these freestyle tracks
It's T

Married to the game, I do
Twist in my cup, I do
Only bad B's I do
Spend a couple racks in the week, I do
Married to the game, I do
Twist in my cup, I do
Only bad B's I do
Spend a couple racks in the week, I do