Tales Of A Side Nicca Lyrics

[ti:10 Tales Of A Side Nicca]

Intro

All we do is hook up

Hotel booked up

Then we work out

Start off with some kush ups

Beat it up proper till the legs all shook up

Mami knows the G code

So its all good bro

We don’t catch no feelings round here

Just flights

Round here its just flights

We don’t catch no feelings round here

Just flights

Round here

She was a natural beauty like Temi doll face

Ass like Mercy Johnson

Attached to a small waist

Me being of African decent

You’ll be correct to assume

She was my speck

Pick my jaw off the floors

Drinking the crook in my neck

We playing piss with her eyes

Next move was a check

****

she draws me for another

I be in the snipers breath

Look for the kill shot, cock ready to poor

She’s like im down for whatever

So go skip all the bull

My type of woman

With the speed of a bullet

I take it back to the crib

Now we laying down on the cushion

Ripping each other’s clothes off

Men her body was so soft

Put my thought senses together to form voltron

Judging from the sound track

Seems I struck gold dog

She was gone in the morning

But left the note like call me

All we do is hook up

Hotel booked up

Then we work out

Start off with some kush ups

Beat it up proper till the legs all shook up

Mami knows the G code

So its all good bro

We don’t catch no feelings round here

Just flights

Round here its just flights

We don’t catch no feelings round here

Just flights

Round here

(Talking)

Lakky wey you dey

As she hits me with the late text

Know she wants to play

It’s a safe bet

So I show my car

Say something like waiting for you to piss me off

So that we can have hate sex

Sometimes I act a fool

Where the stage left in the bedroom

Though shit is right as rain bruh

The way the bed rocking

You’ll think we were cave men

It all started that day when

She told bae it was a girls night out

Told me she’s bout to land my house

Shes *****

He’s mr right, im mr right now

That’s cool when you gon slid through

You know me, I make it do what it do

Press the cord on the iphone shit

Tell her face the world

Gonna spread those legs

The propeller tongue driving her locko

Thunder thighs got the boy in a choko

She on top riding it like polo

Screaming baby im in love with the koko

Whats love got to do with the shit

I bust a nut and we ** with this shit

Im just a side nigga doing his bid

Holla next week we can do it again shit

You see all we do is hook up

Hotel booked up

Then we work out

Start off with some kush ups

Beat it up proper till the legs all shook up

Mami knows the G code

So its all good bro

We don’t catch no feelings round here

Just flights

Round here its just flights

We don’t catch no feelings round here

Just flights

Round here