He Aint Gotta Know Lyrics

He doesn't know haha

Come on baby

You know I don't kiss and tell

Fuck the haters

You know they don't wish me well

That's yo lady oh well oh well

I just gave her money for her hair and nails

Getting pounds shipped to her house through the mail

Give her hard dick we go rounds ring a bell

She said

Haha Haha

Uh huh hey

I Go hard

I don't stop naw

No no no no aye

Aye ima star riding foreign cars

Finna pick yo hoe up

Woah woah woah woah

10 miss calls 20 miss calls

And you know that shit so good

Pull up to her job

And she said

And you ain't gotta say shit either

Uh huh aye

You ain't gotta worry girl you know you save Wid me

Let's sneak out of town I might fuck you on the beach

She say she like my smell

That's that Gucci mixed with Creed

She say she wanna get high I don't smoke but I got weed

She say she wanna drive in the Maybach get the key

Beat it from the side while I'm pulling out her weave

Playa shit only man you know that shit in me

And you know that shit

I had spent a 50 ball in one month I ain't notice it

147Wildboyz Pg yea you know that's it

Ima rock the crowd boy you know Mr.Lymon lit

Dripping since a child boy I bet you bitch notice It

Pillow talking foul boy I promise I'm still gone hit her

Every time I look up at a bitch I get her

On foenem grave

Mr. Lymon

Come on baby

You know I don't kiss and tell

Fuck the haters

You know they don't wish me well

That's yo lady oh well oh well

I just gave her money for her hair and nails

Getting pounds shipped to her house through the mail

Give her hard dick we go rounds ring a bell

She said

Haha Haha

Uh huh hey