Lyrics Nafe Smallz – Regular
Text:
Fuzay:
I don’t care ’bout your name (Name)
I do not care ’bout your whip (Whip)
I don’t care ’bout your chain (Chain)
This ain’t no regular whip (It ain’t)
My girl ain’t no regular chick (She ain’t)
Do you see the back on the frame? (The frame)
‘Cause they ain’t no regular hips (Woo) (Hard)
This ain’t no regular weapon on hip
It’s got an irregular grip (Hahaha)
This ain’t my regular method to whip (Woo)
This ain’t no regular flip
This ain’t no regular brick (Nah)
This ain’t no regular hit (Nah)
This ain’t no regular mix (Wha?)
My time is money, this ain’t no regular tick (Hard)
Please find me a star
Battling me, top
?
the card
Come rhyme with a shark
I got a yellow bird that wanna fuck
With the dope, she remind me of marge (Hard)
No signs for the lard (Ah, ah)
Pound signs
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hard (Yeah)
You got a chain and I got a chain but the only difference is mine shines in the dark (Hard)
These man are just overly gassing
They’re chatting ’bout food but there’s nobody trapping
My team’s got bread there, ain’t nobody lacking (Hard)
And this ain’t no regular day (Regular day)
And this ain’t no regular hate (Regular hate)
They thought that my whip was a rental until they saw it ain’t got regular plates
Nafe Smallz:
All I ever seen is that fucking drug money
I told the police «Boy, you need to move them cuffs from me» (Better move them cuffs)
This ain’t no regular swag, I don’t know why you niggas around me (This ain’t no regular swag)
I met your bitch, hear the sound, now that bitch wanna know more about me (Bitch wanna know more about me)
Ay, this ain’t no regular day (No)
This ain’t no regular day
And this ain’t no regular pay (No regular pay)
This ain’t no regular pay
And this ain’t no regular wave (Nah, nah, nah, nah)
This ain’t no regular wave
And this ain’t no regular fame
This ain’t no regular fame
Red light, nah, nigga, I ain’t tryna slow down (No)
I remember getting air in my own town (Woo)
And if them niggas didn’t know, I bet they know now (Right)
I never had to ask why (Nah), see it from the side of eye
How they lookin’ at me when I walk by (Why they watchin’?)
And I walk by, now I’m here, niggas sounding like I
Man, I’m lookin’ to the sky like «Why?»
I was in the place back in 09 (Woo)
I ain’t tryna go back in my whole life (No way)
Fam, I put a couple cats on the phone line
I been steppin’ in Giueseppe with the gold tie (Fly)
I just send a nigga home like home time, man wanna grind
One beat, one mic, nigga done all the hype
And one beef, one night, nigga come with the nine
And put teeth inside like he wanted a bite
Get down with the payroll (Woo)
I tell a nigga «Better do what I say so»
Old school, breaking beats like Kano (Woo)
Now I’m tryna mould a new shape to the shit, no playdough, nigga
Come around town, yeah, I’m Grey Goose sipper (Ahh)
In the night club, pussy couldn’t get no bigger (No way)
Lap dance on me like I paid this stripper
I’ma fourth side origin, a fourth side nigga (Four)
I leave the ball lit behind like the shell
I be rappin’ and trappin’ as well
Ayy, ayy, this ain’t no regular smell
I got packs of the loud on myself
Ayy, ayy, I do not care ’bout your girl
I got bad bitches breaking it down
This ain’t no regular flow and no regular sound
You can tell this shit hot from a mile (Go, go)
Album
Nafe Smallz – Nafe Smallz - Project O
