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pride - nines lyrics

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[intro]
zino records
ha ha ha ha ha!

[bridge]
that n-gga nina, he got way too much pride
ask these rappers for a feature, i got way too much pride
b-tch on me, wife some skeezer, i got way too much pride
whip under three litres, i got way too much pride

[chorus]
i got way too much pride
i don’t let no violations slide
i swear this mac, it came with no fries
super sized, uh
baby, that’s your man but that n-gga’s my worker
stop tryna spend my money to get your weave done
baby, that’s your man but that n-gga’s my worker
stop tryna spend my money to get your weave done

[verse 1]
remember when them days were mad slow (now i’m on)
now i come through racin’ in the lambo (like bugzy malone)
i still get paid off ammo (i’m on the block everyday)
i put a arcade in the bando (cost me just under £20k, suttin’ like that, suttin’ light)
still make it snow in the pot, still have it growin’ a crop
how could the industry know what i got? (how?)
when i’m still out here gettin’ dough on the block
heard the other side chattin’ sh-t, like we ain’t light up the strip
me and my guys don’t slip, on the drive for trips
i ain’t giving tekashi a lift cah i got six-nines in the whip

[pre-chorus]
uh, follow the drip, n-gga, follow the drip
uh, follow the drip, n-gga, follow the drip
don’t wear them bootcuts fam, they swallow your kicks
just do it like me n-gga, follow the drip

[chorus]
i got way too much pride
i don’t let no violations slide
i swear this mac, it came with no fries
super sized, uh
baby, that’s your man but that n-gga’s my worker
stop tryna spend my money to get your weave done
baby, that’s your man but that n-gga’s my worker
stop tryna spend my money to get your weave done

[verse 2]
i ain’t slippin’, got the four-fizzy in the club
he was drippy ’til i had that n-gga drippin’ blood
nines, you’re in the industry now, can’t be flippin’ bud (i don’t give a f-ck)
i’m still the plug n-gga, i’m still the plug
i throw them bricks, link them later to pick up a draw (score)
i stepped in sh-t, left my louis v kicks on the floor
i’m in the crib, all these flavours get shipped to my door
found this pack, came from cali like mr shakur

[pre-chorus]
uh, follow the drip, n-gga, follow the drip
uh, follow the drip, n-gga, follow the drip
don’t wear them bootcuts fam, they swallow your kicks
just do it like me n-gga, follow the drip

[chorus]
i got way too much pride
i don’t let no violations slide
i swear this mac, it came with no fries
super sized, uh
baby, that’s your man but that n-gga’s my worker
stop tryna spend my money to get your weave done
baby, that’s your man but that n-gga’s my worker
stop tryna spend my money to get your weave done

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