No Grabba

Lyrics for No Grabba

How could I tell him? I mean, how did you know when you were in love? It's nothing like the sluts to keep you in the mood I know you're not happy, you can't escape no religion I'm early as bounty hunters, knockin', Frederick Douglass Upped the yammy like, 'y'all ain't leave me no options' Gas station vacuumed the Camry before we hit the border, I'm not them Shot is off the shoulder, high off the backboard score 'Cause I learnt on chained necks and crooked rims 'Round the same time I learnt you not gon' survive out here with no friends But friends'll know you gon' have to fight your own battles in the end, bro (them people ain't die for you) Born alone, die alone, homes You already know I know it's no next of kin, though Strippers on the head of a pin, flights like I'm pushing ten Regulate the inflow, spin the lazy susan Soundman approach with the mic Waved him off like 'let me just talk to 'em' No grabba, no grabba, not never (let me just talk to 'em!) No grabba, no grabba, not never, not never No grabba, no grabba, not never No grabba, no grabba, no No grabba, not never No grabba, not never, not never No grabba, not never No grabba, not No grabba, not never How could I tell him? I mean, how did you know when you were in love? It's nothing like the sluts to keep you in the mood It sure isn't No grabba, no grabba Buddy looking half-dead, but I'm no doctor The moment she was single, we leapt into bed like the floor is lava Pinch my nose and get this bread like Iron Man flowing, I'm known in Kinshasa Kitchen kin Rwanda, I don't know no Lingala but please know it's no grabba in the spliff First in show, I love that lil- I'm old and slow, but I'll still get you 14 and 6, a couple assists The more I listened, the more I knew his whole thing was a grift (And it worked!) and it fits Two left feet picking through piles of kicks outside the gas chamber Ask God's forgiveness but this nigga never wavers No grabba, no grabba, not never No grabba, no grabba, not never, not never No grabba, no grabba, not never No grabba, no grabba, no No grabba, not never Collect calls in the media shower Flame trail behind, reconsidering power World trade temple Tower like NBA Africoin centers in the '90s Twin Glocks, playing for my dinner Ginger cut pepper chip, navy finger Gimme the light, said stretch Her whole spliff hard to pull, virgin tight Like Jamaican security atcha neck Hang gliding from the split ends of your beard No grabba, no grabba, not never No grabba, no grabba, not never, not never No grabba, no grabba, not never No grabba, no grabba, no No grabba, not never No grabba, not never, not never No grabba, not never No grabba, not- No grabba, not never