Testo Ain't No Fun - Rogue
Testo della canzone Ain't No Fun (Rogue), tratta dall'album Ain't No Fun
Tell your homegirls they can come along (Come along)
Y'all way to bad to be all alone (You know)
It ain't no fun, if the homie can't have none
It ain't no fun, if the homie can't have none
Said it ain't no fun, coz threes a crowd
And baby I ain't tryna make it easy now
She wanna tease but she freeze when the Ps come out
Coz all the girls in trap wanna pree me now
When I drop a record it's a skydive from heaven
If it fall I do it all in a couple of seconds
I got a couple ops on me but like seven of my bredrins
No gang, still get loud if you stepping
Girls love me, the bad boy next door
Picking up a check, I expect the neck more
Say what you want but it makes her text more
Said she got some girls, I told her to get more
Tell your homegirls they can come along (Come along)
Y'all way to bad to be all alone (You know)
It ain't no fun, if the homie can't have none
It ain't no fun, if the homie can't have none
Tell my girl I'm back later
Gucci on me man I'm covered in paper
Smoking on these trees, so I'm green with the vapour
Hit a gun lean, now she dreaming I'll date her
Come in like Tupac get around a lot
When I come they like who's that stepping on our block
More squares than HSBC, no fob
Taking a piece of your B then we bop
I'm a knight in shining armour, no Camelot
Got the pipe for the drama, like man I got
24 hours on the clock, analogue
Talk about me you better chat along, chat along
Tell your homegirls they can come along (Come along)
Y'all way to bad to be all alone (You know)
It ain't no fun, if the homie can't have none
It ain't no fun, if the homie can't have none
She got a wifey touch and bad habits
We came in with Nike gloves and flak jackets
Said she don't wanna ride the bus with crack addicts
She wanting a life with us then come have it
Let it go, come be with Rogue and do your own
Score the last goal, change the result, Agüero
I been looking for a queen, cold enough for the road
You looking for a dream, now I'm cracking the code
But, if you catch me with the baddest in the lobby
Baby no I ain't about it, it's just chatting is a hobby
But this one brought her friends, this one rolling squaddie
If I get em in the room, I go savage like Robbie
Like honestly
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Writer(s): Wesley Ruthven
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