Ain't Right Lyrics

First off what the fuck

Reaching for my draws

As I'm reaching for my drugs

Do the dance make it bust

Toss me that wap

Gimme the cookie let me munch

And her chest on what

Niggas before

Yeah you could tell em it's a dub

All up on my social

Niggas so hurt they be the first to scope you (raaaa)

You don't deserve

All the hurt

That they brought you

Babe you deserve

The new Birk

Chanel coat too

Put you in chinchilla

The french vanilla

Micheal Jackson thriller

Now she knows that I'm bracking with her

Grab my sword so I'm slashing with her

Right for the night

I'm keeping score but don't amount the minutes

Pay for her flights

Take her on tour and then we pack the sprinter

Caught in the lights

And all the cameras

When we flashin' in it

Turn the red light on

Turn the bed lights on

Light the candles baby

This could be the intermission

Gettin all up in you

Been my inner mission

Intimate decisions

Like I'm fucking with it

How I'm touching with it

How I put it in her

How I stuff it in her

Way I part her thighs

I was fucking with a bitch

Telling lies

That ain't right

She still fucking with a nigga on the side (why)

That ain't right (na na)

That ain't right lil babe

That ain't right

That ain't right lil babe

That ain't right

That ain't right lil babe

That ain't right

That ain't right lil babe

It's the worst when you flaunting with her (flaunting with her)

Then she turn around and do you wrong (how you do me)

I was taught to put her first (first)

How she do a nigga dirty (how you do me)

I was falling for her quick (for her quick)

Then I got caught up in the mix (in the mix)

Crazy how we lovers

Under cover

With a rubber

And to think that this shit started with the flicks

And to think that ain't nobody

Good for conversation (no no no)

Changed my views and my abominations

Switched the tune and showed me common nature

But I could see just why my momma hate ya

That ain't good enough to be in love

You said that it was me and it was only us (us)

Let another nigga get up in ya guts (what the fuck)

But without you I'm still going up

That ain't right (na na)

That ain't right lil babe

That ain't right

That ain't right lil babe

That ain't right

That ain't right lil babe

That ain't right

That ain't right lil babe

What you do when you hurting

Asking do you deserve it

But really do you deserve it

Nah No

Uh uh

Yea