Queen Princess & Natalac
Queen Princess & Microphone James & Michael Valeone & Natalac
Queen Princess & Microphone James & Michael Valeone & Natalac
Queen Princess & Natalac & & Nune Lowkey
[Intro]
There he go right there, what’s up unc you gotta cigarette?
Yeah, here you go nephew, let me get a light, here it is
[?]
[Verse 1]
Automatics my favorite, revolvers I palm them
Pull my trigger on a nigga if he trying to disrespect
Pop my trunk, get my tek, blow a hole in ya chest
Make you wish you had a vest, you wanna see me, that’s a test
You gone fail, cause lame, as you see we ain’t the same
So you say you ain't the blame, that’s a motherfucking shame
[?] we don’t play no games, I’m off the motherfucking chain
I’ma rob me a nigga, and you need to do the same
[Chorus]
I’ma rob me a nigga, buy me a brick
Push it for the low, so I can get up off that shit
Then buy me a whip, trap a little more, and
If you want it you can get it, hit the back door
I’ma rob me a nigga, buy me a brick
Push it for the low, so I can get up off that shit
Then buy me a whip, trap a little more and
If you want it, you can get it, hit the back door
[Verse 2]
I just robbed me a nigga, then I brought myself a brick
And it ain’t no hard feelings, it’s the rules to this shit
Said it ain't no hard feelings, I just had to make a lick
Now I sell weed, and I sell crack, and if you want it you can get it
Bring my cash back, now I’m on the hard whipping just like Jack
And I’m real blunt, but niggas loving that
So when you see me coming bitch, better get back
So now I sell crack, and I sell weed
And I got pimp game that them niggas can’t see
Now I’m a female but I’m hitting like a nigga
So if you want to get with me, cause I’m a go getter
[Chorus]
I’ma rob me a nigga, buy me a brick
Push it for the low, so I can get up off that shit
Then buy me a whip, trap a little more, and
If you want it you can get it, hit the back door
I’ma rob me a nigga, buy me a brick
Push it for the low, so I can get up off that shit
Then buy me a whip, trap a little more and
If you want it, you can get it, hit the back door
[Verse 3]
Is that – that nigga that told me to suck his dick in the club
[?] I don’t know who the fuck he thought he was
But I’m a woman boy, them goons is coming boy
No use in running, they gunning, they want them problems boy
What’s in your pockets boy, let’s get it popping boy
You want me to suck your dick? Than pull it out boy
What you be bout boy, they know your route boy
Fuck nigga what you gone do, when they pull up on you
They gone debone you, then I’m going to own you
I want them gold teeth, and them feelings to
I’m finta rob you, for your manhood
Put your ass on the block, bitch slang that good wood
You got your issue nigga, you missing tissue nigga
Remember running your mouth? Now that’s a risky business
Now you’re a living witness, and you’re looking for a dentist
To get them dentures hoe, this chick relentless though
That’s what you get, keep coming slick, now suck your own dick
(Now that’s what we talking bout you know what I’m saying, we been riding on your ass nigga, you trying to act like you know something, but you don’t know shit, we gone, whattt, we gone)
[Chorus]
I’ma rob me a nigga, buy me a brick
Push it for the low, so I can get up off that shit
Then buy me a whip, trap a little more, and
If you want it you can get it, hit the back door
I’ma rob me a nigga, buy me a brick
Push it for the low, so I can get up off that shit
Then buy me a whip, trap a little more and
If you want it, you can get it, hit the back door
[Verse 4]
A it’s a robbery, everybody following me
And if you get your shit tooking, nigga, my apology (I’m sorry)
But I liked everybody move to the back room, professor in this bitch
Jacking is what I’m teaching in my classroom, got everybody paranoid
And blowing hella bud, with a shotgun in the air, hell you can call me Elma Fudd
And yea I’m hella thug, giving money up just like a teller, it’s not because
I don’t like you nigga, it’s because I’m jealous
So it’s okay with you I’d like to have your property
Cause I’m hungry for that green, like we living down in poverty
So acknowledge me before that pistol wake you up
I’ll put a hole through your ass, and I’ll take it with a plate of guts
[Chorus]
I’ma rob me a nigga, buy me a brick
Push it for the low, so I can get up off that shit
Then buy me a whip, trap a little more, and
If you want it you can get it, hit the back door
I’ma rob me a nigga, buy me a brick
Push it for the low, so I can get up off that shit
Then buy me a whip, trap a little more and
If you want it, you can get it, hit the back door
Rob Me a Nigga was written by Natalac & Nune Lowkey & Queen Princess.
Rob Me a Nigga was produced by Nune Lowkey.
Queen Princess released Rob Me a Nigga on Tue Mar 25 2014.