Nun of Dat (Explicit)
BlocBoy JB"Nun of Dat (Explicit)" is a song by BlocBoy JB, released in 2018 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:51 long and contains 136 lines and 1108 words.
0:00Nun Of Dat - BlocBoy JB
0:03Hah word
0:08Simi load that f**kin' semi
0:13Hey yeah
0:14B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t none of that
0:16B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t none of that
0:18B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t word
0:20B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t none of that
0:21The chopper turn you to a runnin' back b**ch grrah
0:23B**ch f**k your clique and go run with that b**ch doon doon doon
0:25I f**ked your b**ch and you sprung off that b**ch word
0:27You ran on my clique and I sprung on that b**ch that's on my mama
0:29Ho better not say no more what
0:30B**ch get me some 'gars from the store go
0:32You did the set cool say no more no
0:34I lay you down like a welcome mat ho word
0:36Congratulations you're welcome you ho ho
0:38In the air like a UFO in the air
0:39I'm pulling cards like it's yu gi oh
0:41How you a gangster on cruise control word
0:42Talking 'bout guns I got two of those two
0:44Bless him like somebody blew a nose
0:45I clean sh*t up like it's poop control poop control
0:47Hundred drum up his nose whoa
0:48Keep a pole more paper than a pour
0:50Say he want beef it's a go
0:52Lock and load let's go to they hood and post
0:54Where they at let me just find out
0:55All I need is a hideout word
0:57I'm pull up in some drive out
0:58Skirt skirt it's a race ayy it's a race
1:01I can't hit your blunt 'cause it might just be laced
1:04Might be laced huh
1:04And I can't f**k your b**ch unless I get some face huh
1:07I get some face huh
1:08I hate a worrisome a** ho askin' for favors
1:11What
1:12I be smokin' on loud just woke up the neighbors
1:14Gas
1:14I'm in your house like I do your cable
1:16Cable
1:16Snitched on your man boy you is a traitor
1:17Word
1:18Slam a n**ga like dominoes on a table
1:20Sunday we pray for c not for savior
1:21Huh
1:21Doa that's first degree can't save you
1:23Murder
1:23I'm totin' sh*t like I'm mater
1:252017 made the fader fader
1:26Ballin' on n**gas like lagers lagers
1:28I call up Ben for a fade up later
1:30Chopper will spin you around
1:32360 we getting these waves up
1:33She didn't want you so you raped her
1:35Call you a plate 'cause you ate her
1:37F**k a fourth of the lean pour an eight up word
1:39She give me head 'til she get her lil grades up
1:41B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t
1:43B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t
1:45B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t
1:47B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t
1:49The chopper turn you to a runnin' back b**ch grrah
1:50B**ch f**k your clique and go run with that b**ch
1:52I f**ked your b**ch and you sprung off that b**ch word
1:54You ran on my clique and I sprung on that b**ch
1:55That's on my mama
1:56Ho better not say no more what
1:58B**ch get me some 'gars from the store go
1:59You did the set cool say no more no
2:01I lay you down like a welcome mat ho word
2:03Congratulations you're welcome you ho ho
2:05In the air like a UFO in the air
2:07I'm pulling cards like it's yu gi oh
2:08How you a gangster on cruise control word
2:10Talking 'bout guns I got two of those two
2:11Bless him like somebody blew a nose
2:12I clean sh*t up like it's poop control poop control
2:14Hundred drum up his nose whoa
2:16Keep a pole more paper than a pour
2:18Say he want beef it's a go
2:19Lock and load let's go to they hood and post
2:21Doon doon doon
2:21Where they at let me just find out
2:23All I need is a hideout word
2:24I'm pull up in some drive out
2:25We been had your wife man we don't want your b**ch ooh
2:27You sippin' on Karo we sip activist chill
2:29Don't need no lights for my bust down to hit huh
2:30I got like three pinky rings on my fist godd**n
2:32Kick a b**ch out of my house ooh
2:34Kick her a** out because she came with mid chill
2:36Me and bloc just gave your grandma a brick huh
2:38Your b**ch p**sy dirty it smellin' like fish ooh
2:39Ooh we ain't with none of that ho huh
2:41I don't drink water b**ch I only pour fours yeah
2:43I be getting like a hundred bands for a show ooh
2:45I just smashed eight h**s in a row chyeah
2:47Auntie pregnant smokin' on d**e d**n
2:49And I got a bad b**ch sniffin' on coke huh
2:50Could've bought a house but I went and bought a boat boat
2:52I'm so rich but I still want more more
2:54I was on house arrest poppin' on pills pills
2:56Now lil pump worth like ten mil yeah
2:58Got a lot of ice on my chains it's real wow
2:59Sippin' on wock with Dr. Phil ooh
3:01Can't buy a pint if the b**ch ain't sealed nope
3:03Got your wife booted in Beverly hills yeah
3:05Try to come in my house get your a** killed killed
3:07I'm on molly all my pints just spilled yeah ooh
3:09B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t
3:10B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t
3:12B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t
3:14B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t
3:16The chopper turn you to a runnin' back b**ch
3:18B**ch f**k your clique and go run with that b**ch
3:20I f**ked your b**ch and you sprung off that b**ch word
3:21You ran on my clique and I sprung on that b**ch that's on my mama
3:23Ho better not say no more what
3:25B**ch get me some 'gars from the store go
3:27You did the set cool say no more no
3:29I lay you down like a welcome mat ho word
3:30Congratulations you're welcome you ho ho
3:32In the air like a UFO in the air
3:34I'm pulling cards like it's yu gi oh
3:35How you a gangster on cruise control word
3:37Talking 'bout guns I got two of those two
3:38Bless him like somebody blew a nose
3:40I clean sh*t up like it's poop control poop control
3:41Hundred drum up his nose whoa
3:43Keep a pole more paper than a pour
3:45Say he want beef it's a go
3:46Lock and load let's go to they hood and post
3:49Where they at let me just find out
3:50All I need is a hideout
3:51I'm pull up in some drive out
Nun Of Dat - BlocBoy JB Hah word Simi load that f**kin' semi Hey yeah B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t none of that B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t none of that B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t word B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t none of that The chopper turn you to a runnin' back b**ch grrah B**ch f**k your clique and go run with that b**ch doon doon doon I f**ked your b**ch and you sprung off that b**ch word You ran on my clique and I sprung on that b**ch that's on my mama Ho better not say no more what B**ch get me some 'gars from the store go You did the set cool say no more no I lay you down like a welcome mat ho word Congratulations you're welcome you ho ho In the air like a UFO in the air I'm pulling cards like it's yu gi oh How you a gangster on cruise control word Talking 'bout guns I got two of those two Bless him like somebody blew a nose I clean sh*t up like it's poop control poop control Hundred drum up his nose whoa Keep a pole more paper than a pour Say he want beef it's a go Lock and load let's go to they hood and post Where they at let me just find out All I need is a hideout word I'm pull up in some drive out Skirt skirt it's a race ayy it's a race I can't hit your blunt 'cause it might just be laced Might be laced huh And I can't f**k your b**ch unless I get some face huh I get some face huh I hate a worrisome a** ho askin' for favors What I be smokin' on loud just woke up the neighbors Gas I'm in your house like I do your cable Cable Snitched on your man boy you is a traitor Word Slam a n**ga like dominoes on a table Sunday we pray for c not for savior Huh Doa that's first degree can't save you Murder I'm totin' sh*t like I'm mater 2017 made the fader fader Ballin' on n**gas like lagers lagers I call up Ben for a fade up later Chopper will spin you around 360 we getting these waves up She didn't want you so you raped her Call you a plate 'cause you ate her F**k a fourth of the lean pour an eight up word She give me head 'til she get her lil grades up B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t The chopper turn you to a runnin' back b**ch grrah B**ch f**k your clique and go run with that b**ch I f**ked your b**ch and you sprung off that b**ch word You ran on my clique and I sprung on that b**ch That's on my mama Ho better not say no more what B**ch get me some 'gars from the store go You did the set cool say no more no I lay you down like a welcome mat ho word Congratulations you're welcome you ho ho In the air like a UFO in the air I'm pulling cards like it's yu gi oh How you a gangster on cruise control word Talking 'bout guns I got two of those two Bless him like somebody blew a nose I clean sh*t up like it's poop control poop control Hundred drum up his nose whoa Keep a pole more paper than a pour Say he want beef it's a go Lock and load let's go to they hood and post Doon doon doon Where they at let me just find out All I need is a hideout word I'm pull up in some drive out We been had your wife man we don't want your b**ch ooh You sippin' on Karo we sip activist chill Don't need no lights for my bust down to hit huh I got like three pinky rings on my fist godd**n Kick a b**ch out of my house ooh Kick her a** out because she came with mid chill Me and bloc just gave your grandma a brick huh Your b**ch p**sy dirty it smellin' like fish ooh Ooh we ain't with none of that ho huh I don't drink water b**ch I only pour fours yeah I be getting like a hundred bands for a show ooh I just smashed eight h**s in a row chyeah Auntie pregnant smokin' on d**e d**n And I got a bad b**ch sniffin' on coke huh Could've bought a house but I went and bought a boat boat I'm so rich but I still want more more I was on house arrest poppin' on pills pills Now lil pump worth like ten mil yeah Got a lot of ice on my chains it's real wow Sippin' on wock with Dr. Phil ooh Can't buy a pint if the b**ch ain't sealed nope Got your wife booted in Beverly hills yeah Try to come in my house get your a** killed killed I'm on molly all my pints just spilled yeah ooh B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t B**ch I ain't with none of that sh*t The chopper turn you to a runnin' back b**ch B**ch f**k your clique and go run with that b**ch I f**ked your b**ch and you sprung off that b**ch word You ran on my clique and I sprung on that b**ch that's on my mama Ho better not say no more what B**ch get me some 'gars from the store go You did the set cool say no more no I lay you down like a welcome mat ho word Congratulations you're welcome you ho ho In the air like a UFO in the air I'm pulling cards like it's yu gi oh How you a gangster on cruise control word Talking 'bout guns I got two of those two Bless him like somebody blew a nose I clean sh*t up like it's poop control poop control Hundred drum up his nose whoa Keep a pole more paper than a pour Say he want beef it's a go Lock and load let's go to they hood and post Where they at let me just find out All I need is a hideout I'm pull up in some drive out
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