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No Hook Video (MV)




Performed By: Shaunthadon
Length: 2:41
Written by: Roshaun Knott




Shaunthadon - No Hook Lyrics
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F*ck, I look like tryna fit in?
The f*ck I look like stressing women
I rather make money than friends
Damn, oh my god, I just shitted again
I got my Foot on the gas
I'm f*cking up this digital dash
I had to work off my ass
Y'all niggas know ion play
I buss my ass everyday
Imma perfect this sounsd
Hold on nigga. Gotta Business call
Told y'all niggas know, ion f*ck with y'all
Short talk fine, I can't do the long
I give ya girl the long
Running up them plays
I get it quick like andale
I wish some things could've never changed
That's how we gotta play the game
Now I'm switching lanes
F*cking up the frames, ain't no pictures man
Who really f*cking with me?
Thadonfam all over my tees
They like what they see
The envy, shame. Wanna be me
You cant touch a Don even if you tried
TDF Soldiers riding till they die
Rest in peace to lost ones
I look up to the sky
It's still free Kolin we mobin
This make me wanna turn up to a moshpit
I've never been afraid to just dive in
I live impromptu, no revising
Get cash, stack up. That's how I live
I took it out once, we ain't vibing
She calling me back. Phone on silent
I know you been around. Got millage
But this nigga low-key. So we vibing
She wanted to f*ck, but I wanted to smoke
She gave me the chrome. Put this spliff to my dome
It's half past 2, had to make my way home
Chef just hit my line, said bro let's go
Let's run to new jersey. We gon throw a few bands
These bitches was bad & clapping no hands
I was in the cut just stacking it up
Strippers shaking they ass, f*cking it up
I met one and her name was Candice
She was baaaaddd. Man I ain't cappin
She wanted love, ain't that ironic
Gave her robot, that bionic
I just wanna have fun for a weekend
Sleep in. Ain't No creepin. Just bleepin
I wanna do that on the weekend
I'ma show y'all niggas what I'm really bout
You know if in swinging, then I'm hitting out the park
Baby show me what you working with
You know this dick ain't free. Gotta show me your worth
You know this Merch ain't free, better hit the site
TDF on my veins. This shit my life
You know me, I stay TDF upped
Imma do it bigger than meech
Y'all see these niggas hating on me?
Why these niggas hating on me?
I had to. Show these people that I really can
Show my pops that Imma man
I had to put it on myself
When yall were doubting me
Now I run it up
Niggas hate that they can't run with us
Hollywood bitches wanna f*ck with us
I rather count money, cause love can't f*ck that up
Love can't f*ck it up. Nah
Who really f*cking with me?
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F*ck, I look like tryna fit in?
The f*ck I look like stressing women
I rather make money than friends
Damn, oh my god, I just shitted again
I got my Foot on the gas
I'm f*cking up this digital dash
I had to work off my ass
Y'all niggas know ion play
I buss my ass everyday
Imma perfect this sounsd
Hold on nigga. Gotta Business call
Told y'all niggas know, ion f*ck with y'all
Short talk fine, I can't do the long
I give ya girl the long
Running up them plays
I get it quick like andale
I wish some things could've never changed
That's how we gotta play the game
Now I'm switching lanes
F*cking up the frames, ain't no pictures man
Who really f*cking with me?
Thadonfam all over my tees
They like what they see
The envy, shame. Wanna be me
You cant touch a Don even if you tried
TDF Soldiers riding till they die
Rest in peace to lost ones
I look up to the sky
It's still free Kolin we mobin
This make me wanna turn up to a moshpit
I've never been afraid to just dive in
I live impromptu, no revising
Get cash, stack up. That's how I live
I took it out once, we ain't vibing
She calling me back. Phone on silent
I know you been around. Got millage
But this nigga low-key. So we vibing
She wanted to f*ck, but I wanted to smoke
She gave me the chrome. Put this spliff to my dome
It's half past 2, had to make my way home
Chef just hit my line, said bro let's go
Let's run to new jersey. We gon throw a few bands
These bitches was bad & clapping no hands
I was in the cut just stacking it up
Strippers shaking they ass, f*cking it up
I met one and her name was Candice
She was baaaaddd. Man I ain't cappin
She wanted love, ain't that ironic
Gave her robot, that bionic
I just wanna have fun for a weekend
Sleep in. Ain't No creepin. Just bleepin
I wanna do that on the weekend
I'ma show y'all niggas what I'm really bout
You know if in swinging, then I'm hitting out the park
Baby show me what you working with
You know this dick ain't free. Gotta show me your worth
You know this Merch ain't free, better hit the site
TDF on my veins. This shit my life
You know me, I stay TDF upped
Imma do it bigger than meech
Y'all see these niggas hating on me?
Why these niggas hating on me?
I had to. Show these people that I really can
Show my pops that Imma man
I had to put it on myself
When yall were doubting me
Now I run it up
Niggas hate that they can't run with us
Hollywood bitches wanna f*ck with us
I rather count money, cause love can't f*ck that up
Love can't f*ck it up. Nah
Who really f*cking with me?
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Writer: Roshaun Knott
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