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Lil Jon

Ain't No Tellin'

 

Ain't No Tellin'


[Lil Jon (Mac Dre):]
(Yeah, what's up?)
Lil' Jon
And my muthafucking nigga
(Mac muthafucking Dre!)
Let's go!
It's been a minute since they heard you, Dre
(Check this out!
Finna get to some pimp playa shit on they punk asses though, you know?)
Spit that shit, though
Let's go!

[Mac Dre:]
Ain't no telling
No telling
No telling what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no telling
No telling
No t-no telling what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no telling
No telling
No telling what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no telling
No telling
No t-no telling what a bitch'll do!

[Lil Jon:]
Whole lotta A shit, whole lotta Bay shit
If you ain't getting hyphy in this bitch, then you're basic!
Ain't no telling what she did, she ain't say shit
I'm on that gas, on mama, got me higher than a spaceship!
I got hella hoes and they all getting swooped (They all go!)
[?] got a mean in the coupe (coupe!)
Getting to that new Lil' Jon, Mac Dre shit
Getting stupid, dumb, nigga, extra lit!
She gon' pop that ass, shawty extra thick!
And I'mma pop my collar 'cause I'm extra lit!
Bring the bottles, do a split, you'll get some extra tips!
And if the boppers outta pocket, we got extra chicks!
We on stage, perking on stage
I got two girls and they going both ways
Asked her where she from, she said "Boy, I'm from the Bay!"
Who her favorite rapper? She said, "Nigga, Mac Dre!"

[Mac Dre:]
Ain't no telling
No telling
No telling what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no telling
No telling
No t-no telling what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no telling
No telling
No telling what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no telling
No telling
No t-no telling what a bitch'll do!

Mac named Dre is a big fool, sick fool
And if you ain't down then suck my dick, fool
I don't give a fuck about a nigga or bitch too
I run with a big crew, and yeah, they sick too!
As I get to busting this introduction
Of mind corruption and rhyme seduction
I spill and fill brains with game and mo' thangs
Like them dope thangs and what that hoe bring
Creep on Crest streets, speak on fresh beats
Hit the motel, and freak on fresh sheets
And wet sheets, is the end result
Been killing on cock since ten years old!
See I blend this old game with this new
And ain't no telling what a bitch'll do
Now picture you in my position
Steady getting sweated by the opposition
Could you handle all this scandal
And keep on stepping like boots and sandals
My handle, is young Mac Dre
Silky Slim, is my A.K.A
And you know that Bay is my romping grounds
I mean stomping grounds
But I like the way Romping sounds!
So I'ma keep it romp-related
And if it ain't down with the romp, I hate it!

Ain't no telling
No telling
No telling what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no telling
No telling
No t-no telling what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no telling
No telling
No telling what a bitch'll do!
Ain't no telling
No telling
No t-no telling what a bitch'll do!

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