Seen Nothin by Tony E Lyrics
[Intro]
Cash Money AP
Whoa
Ooh, Bat Gang on the track
Yeah
[Chorus]
From the bottom of the stairs, so we mean-muggin'
Sorry, boo, I wasn't there, I was bean-buzzin'
He just flexin' on the 'Gram, that don't mean nothin'
I was standin' right there, I ain't seen nothin' (no)
Nah, whoa, I ain't seen nothin' (whoa)
I was standin' right there, I ain't seen nothin'
I finessed him out the bag, now he mean-muggin'
All that talkin' out your ass, I ain't seen nothin' (no)
[Verse 1]
Scene-lover, she a scene-lover
We do our thing and go our ways like it don't mean nothin'
I told my chick I'm on the road, I be dream huntin'
An' told that boy don't test the bros 'cause the team gunnin'
I got me three bunnies, out in L.A
Told her I be out there soon, she say she waitin' on the day
Had a shorty that was gorgeous, but I had to stay away
She addicted to the dick like it was crack in '88, okay, okay
[Chorus]
From the bottom of the stairs, so we mean-muggin'
Sorry, boo, I wasn't there, I was bean-buzzin'
He just flexin' on the 'Gram, that don't mean nothin'
I was standin' right there, I ain't seen nothin' (no)
Nah, whoa, I ain't seen nothin' (whoa)
I was standin' right there, I ain't seen nothin'
I finessed him out the bag, now he mean-muggin'
All that talkin' out your ass, I ain't seen nothin' (no)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, uh, two joints and a forty
She told me she with it, she just told me no recording
We might have a problem 'cause her momma think she scorin'
She poke holes inside the condom, trynna put my ass on Maury
No finessing a finessa, I bend her like I'm Beckham
Your boyfriend got a problem, he'll need more than just a check-up
Someone get that boy a stretcher, I'm flexin' on my exes
An' I dubbed her 'cause she frontin', push my buttons like we textin' all day
Not a dummy, man, I got money plans
I got fans, but they hold it down, so we call 'em fam
Runnin' pans, boy, I run the land, let me see them hands
She a Stan, I got bitches different colors, call 'em crayons
She a ten, picture her on top of me (on top)
She say she do photography, I heard pornography (I heard [?])
You an' your man gonna panic, I turn it obsolete (whoa)
We call it Animal Planet, bro, let the llama scream, yeah (whoa)
[Chorus]
From the bottom of the stairs, so we mean-muggin'
Sorry, boo, I wasn't there, I was bean-buzzin'
He just flexin' on the 'Gram, that don't mean nothin'
I was standin' right there, I ain't seen nothin' (no)
Nah, whoa, I ain't seen nothin' (whoa)
I was standin' right there, I ain't seen nothin'
I finessed him out the bag, now he mean-muggin'
All that talkin' out your ass, I ain't seen nothin' (no)
Cash Money AP
Whoa
Ooh, Bat Gang on the track
Yeah
[Chorus]
From the bottom of the stairs, so we mean-muggin'
Sorry, boo, I wasn't there, I was bean-buzzin'
He just flexin' on the 'Gram, that don't mean nothin'
I was standin' right there, I ain't seen nothin' (no)
Nah, whoa, I ain't seen nothin' (whoa)
I was standin' right there, I ain't seen nothin'
I finessed him out the bag, now he mean-muggin'
All that talkin' out your ass, I ain't seen nothin' (no)
[Verse 1]
Scene-lover, she a scene-lover
We do our thing and go our ways like it don't mean nothin'
I told my chick I'm on the road, I be dream huntin'
An' told that boy don't test the bros 'cause the team gunnin'
I got me three bunnies, out in L.A
Told her I be out there soon, she say she waitin' on the day
Had a shorty that was gorgeous, but I had to stay away
She addicted to the dick like it was crack in '88, okay, okay
[Chorus]
From the bottom of the stairs, so we mean-muggin'
Sorry, boo, I wasn't there, I was bean-buzzin'
He just flexin' on the 'Gram, that don't mean nothin'
I was standin' right there, I ain't seen nothin' (no)
Nah, whoa, I ain't seen nothin' (whoa)
I was standin' right there, I ain't seen nothin'
I finessed him out the bag, now he mean-muggin'
All that talkin' out your ass, I ain't seen nothin' (no)
[Verse 2]
Yeah, uh, two joints and a forty
She told me she with it, she just told me no recording
We might have a problem 'cause her momma think she scorin'
She poke holes inside the condom, trynna put my ass on Maury
No finessing a finessa, I bend her like I'm Beckham
Your boyfriend got a problem, he'll need more than just a check-up
Someone get that boy a stretcher, I'm flexin' on my exes
An' I dubbed her 'cause she frontin', push my buttons like we textin' all day
Not a dummy, man, I got money plans
I got fans, but they hold it down, so we call 'em fam
Runnin' pans, boy, I run the land, let me see them hands
She a Stan, I got bitches different colors, call 'em crayons
She a ten, picture her on top of me (on top)
She say she do photography, I heard pornography (I heard [?])
You an' your man gonna panic, I turn it obsolete (whoa)
We call it Animal Planet, bro, let the llama scream, yeah (whoa)
[Chorus]
From the bottom of the stairs, so we mean-muggin'
Sorry, boo, I wasn't there, I was bean-buzzin'
He just flexin' on the 'Gram, that don't mean nothin'
I was standin' right there, I ain't seen nothin' (no)
Nah, whoa, I ain't seen nothin' (whoa)
I was standin' right there, I ain't seen nothin'
I finessed him out the bag, now he mean-muggin'
All that talkin' out your ass, I ain't seen nothin' (no)