NIC333 by King Zell Lyrics
(Chorus)
They be like Damn boy you out yo mind
Niggas call me bro, some just call me Slime
Bitch don’t call my phone, you ain’t worth my time
Get up out my face, bitch you outta line
Bitch I ain’t nothing nice, I ain’t nothing nice (4x)
(Verse)
Who the fuck is this keep calling my phone? I don’t wanna talk if you ain’t giving dome
Meet me at the spot, can’t come to my home
Cause these hoes a set you up, don’t know what they on
Bitch keep touching me now I gotta change my clothes
& you talk to much now I gotta change my hoes
That money ain’t cripsy, gotta change my roll
You wanna get to me better pay that toll
Can’t get none of my money honey, that shit funny funny
Put that coke up in her nose, till her shit get runny runny aye
Diamonds they on froze, yo shit looking bunny bummy
When I’m off that Hennessy turn into a mummy mummy
My boys wanna run in you, think that’s what you wanna do
Just know when I call your phone you gotta bring 1 or 2, 1 or 2 friends with you
I ain’t gonna pretend with you, don’t you know some rich hoes we swerve off in that Bentley coupe yeah you do
(Chorus)
They be like Damn boy you out yo mind
Niggas call me bro, some just call me Slime
Bitch don’t call my phone, you ain’t worth my time
Get up out my face, bitch you outta line
Bitch I ain’t nothing nice, I ain’t nothing nice (4x)
(Verse)
Who the fuck is this keep calling my phone? I don’t wanna talk if you ain’t giving dome
Meet me at the spot, can’t come to my home
Cause these hoes a set you up, don’t know what they on
Bitch keep touching me now I gotta change my clothes
& you talk to much now I gotta change my hoes
That money ain’t cripsy, gotta change my roll
You wanna get to me better pay that toll
Can’t get none of my money honey, that shit funny funny
Put that coke up in her nose, till her shit get runny runny aye
Diamonds they on froze, yo shit looking bunny bummy
When I’m off that Hennessy turn into a mummy mummy
My boys wanna run in you, think that’s what you wanna do
Just know when I call your phone you gotta bring 1 or 2, 1 or 2 friends with you
I ain’t gonna pretend with you, don’t you know some rich hoes we swerve off in that Bentley coupe yeah you do
(Chorus)