
CENA Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
(I love J Bird)
I'm back on my Cena shit, I don't want you to see this shit
Ain't gonna link with ya, I'm probably gone be in the crib (Gang, gang)
I'm runnin' like Nia Long, bobbin' and weavin' and shit (Bobbin' and weavin' and shit)
Might even be the song I get you singin' and shit (Singin' and shit)
I'm going home, they be beamin' the blicks (They beamin' the blicks)
You don't need to be alone, I saved a place you could be sittin'
(Gang, gang) (I saved a place for you to sit)
I don't even need a clip, I know you've been seein' it (Know you've been seein' it, aye)
I know you've been peepin' in, I'm back on my Cena shit
(Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang)
I know you know I know best though
Zaccy Bling, these diamonds special (Gang, gang)
Shawty mean, I like her flesh though
Let's get in the car and let's go
Hopped in the car and she said she feel stuck to me
Ain't make it far, but she keep in touch with me
Went to the bar, I'm feeling too lovely
Yeah, skip to the part where you fall with me
I'm back on my Cena shit, I don't want you to see this shit
Ain't gonna link with ya, I'm probably gone be in the crib (Gang, gang)
I'm runnin' like Nia Long, bobbin' and weavin' and shit
(Bobbin' and weavin' and shit, aye)
Might even be the song I get you singin' and shit (Singin' and shit, aye)
I'm going home, they be beamin' the blicks (They beamin' the blicks)
You don't need to be alone, I saved a place you could be sittin'
(Gang, gang) (I saved a place for you to sit)
I don't even need a clip, I know you've been seein' it (Know you've been seein' it, aye)
I know you've been peepin' in, I'm back on my Cena shit (Gang gang)
All these flows, gotta find one
All these hoes, gotta like one
All these foes, might have to fight one
All that smoke, might have to light one
Ah he broke.. you got a light one
Trash them jokes and get the right one
Ask and hope, that's how ya life goin'
What you gone do, fight or run?
"What's your name?"
My name Bird
Small town fame, I know ya might heard
Switch the game, might have to wife her
Said she tame, lil shawty might pur
All that pain, you got to like hurt
She insane? Well this just might work
Hit up Blaine and get a nice perk
Who you gone claim, J or Bird?
Get the right name and get the right digits (Gang)
All these dranks, blink and might miss it (Yah)
Liquor sank, the drip is still shippin' (Yah)
Hit the H, the whip is still tippin' (Yah, yah)
You know what I say but you really don't listen
I say keep it straight, she say she don't miss him
Well that's great! Then let's get it
Ride to the bank and let's get to livin' (Ahh)
'Cause I don't want you to see this (Nah nah nahh)
I don't want you to see this (Nahh)
Nah (See this nahh)
Nahh
I'm back on my Cena shit, I don't want you to see this shit
Ain't gonna link with ya, I'm probably gone be in the crib (Gang, gang)
I'm runnin' like Nia Long, bobbin' and weavin' and shit (Weavin' and shit)
Might even be the song I get you singin' and shit (Singin' and shit)
I'm going home they be beamin' blicks, beamin' blicks, ahh
Save a sit, save a sit, ahh
I know ya seeing it, nahh
Nahh, mmmm