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tia nomore - nu chain كلمات الأغنية

[chorus]
i need to go shoppin’, okay (shoppin’, shoppin’, shoppin’), ugh
i been thinkin’ ’bout coppin’ (coppin’, coppin’, coppin’)
that necklace, that chain, with the matching set of rings (rings, rings), ugh
with my name on it, my name (my name, b-tch), yeah
f-ck around and throw my whole d-mn name on it (yeah)
i might f-ck around and throw my whole d-mn name (throw my whole d-mn name)
gotta throw the bling on it, uh-huh (had to throw the bling)
yeah, i had to do my thing on it (yeah, okay, new chain)

[verse 1]
i been thinkin’ ’bout coppin’ on the real though (real though)
i’m on my juicy j today, i put the thing in first gear though (first gear)
i just woke up and rolled up like gyro (gas)
love when i look in the mirror though (b-tch)
i see a sav’, i’m not mad (i’m not mad)
even when i be in my bag (my bag)
i can still inspire the m-ss (oh yeah)
my jeweler only take cash (cash)
and she blind your -ss when she laugh (bling)
she make the money do magic (yeah)
turn a vision into a fashion (yeah)
lights off, but i’m flashin’ (i’m flashin’)
got three chains on and they clashin’ (they clashin’)
look, ain’t n0body lookin’ for a stand-in (a stand-in)
so don’t talk to me when i’m dancin’ (i’m dancin’)
i’m on my way to my new chain
i’m too blessed now, just can’t complain
not concerned with other things
i just put a deposit down on a dream ring
since lil wayne, i been on bling bling (bling)
little chinatown got plays on things (on gang)
bless your tape, put the chains on chain (uh-uh)
ten more carats in my name, b-tch

[verse 2]
ice on my neck say tiara claudette
i might just flood out my family crest (period)
you b-tches can’t even spell baguettes (never)
i’m finna slide on you, wetter than wet (wet, wet)
chasing a check, then lacing my neck (ching)
n-ggas love nike ’cause it’s ’bout a check (it’s a check)
i’ma stay hyphy without internet
bling out my mouth ’cause i’m talkin’ loud (mwah, mwah)
doin’ my thing, coming to pain
got my shades on and i’m dancing in rain
that boy’s a shame, under your chain? (d-mn)
neck turning green (woah), can’t be unseen (uh-uh)
i keep it player, i might got a lair (might got it)
i’m in this b-tch just beamin’ on haters (yeah)
back on the wrist and i’m flippin’ my hair (yeah)
b-tches my sons, it’s a pregnancy scare (oh)
where? too rare
goin’ together like hi-hat and snare (tsk, tsk), mmh
come training day, b-tch, i solemnly swear (uh-huh), ooh
when i piece it together, n-gga, i’ma change the weather (wow)
looking in the mirror like, “no one greater” (wow)
livin’ like storm on a punk -ss hater (hater)

- tia nomore

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