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Sky Nina You Ain T Got It

't You aint't got it.. You aint't good enough.. You aint't got it.. You aint't good enough.. You aint't got it.. You aint't good enough.. You aint't got

so many times til it's fuck you (fuck em!) So how you wan' do it baby we can get it All you gotta do is say it and I'm wit it Money and murder you my

grench so you better never let another nell nother fella come against me Off in Missouri its jelly sickle city jealousy watching and it ain't the right stare, right mares Don't

'em say, "What we on?" You say no like you was doin' it for eons Fuck it I just hum and let the watch give off the neons When it rains, it pours, I

motherfuck you and who ever designed you And if you think you hot then obviously you are lied to And we don't die we multiply and then we come divide you

sky I ask you can 'cause you can't fuck wit this Nigga when I got the glock ya betta duck quick 'Cause I ain't havin' it, if ya got ya gat Ya betta

Jaime, you got me fucked up! [Pain:] Okay I'll let you try, but if Los doesn't like it I have to take you off [Cee:] Just tell me when to come in [Pain

Hey, all you haters, stop Man, this be this, what? Rick rocker, T9, E-40, jellysickle, y'all They hate it when you bubble See 'em in they huddles always

many times til it's fuck you (Fuck 'em) So how you wan' do it, baby, we can get it All you gotta do is say it and I'm wit' it Money and murder you,