You Ain't That Fine - Potluck

I don’t mean to be mean, believe me, no

No, you can’t have my email, my sell, or my home phone

I hit that home grown, watch how these hoes grow

If you got these riches, you making these little bitches moan

Girls walking around, talking about a free ride

You thinking you getting in the car, and you gon get mine?

If the thuggin ain’t workin, the villains for cirtain

To get payed, then them dudes be skirtin

Lose lose situation, they pationtly daten

They split apart, waitin for this penetration

They getting fucked to death, they getting fucked in the head

They still be thinking they cool, but no, I’m not impressed

New dresses and atitudes have arived

You choose to tell lies, still fool with hella guys

You’s a wannabe, bitch

Said you wanted me, but you gotta be blind, bitch, you ain’t that fine

A groopi for the green, wanna be on my team

You ain’t that fine

Why you come to the club, if you ain’t showin no love?

You ain’t that fine

Just cause your friend look good, don’t mean you look good

You ain’t that fine

Girl you look like a nickle, but you think you a dime

You ain’t that fine

Man, I hate a stuck up, conceited ass braud

Thinkin she fine, but she the opisit, that’s all

You lil yot, I know your type

The fake hair and nails, and them boobies don’t look right

You out here trying every night

Tryna find a Rescue Ronny, get your ass up right

Bitch, you got your ears mixed up

Who the fuck you think you fooling?

Who you think I am, a sucker?

Hoe, I stop you with my pimp cut

Don’t come at me, unless you wanna get fucked up

I still see you plannin on finger fuckin

I’m a grown motherfuckin man, I’ll roast your ass like a duck

I’m down with the Potluck

707, I’m on that Cali, nigga what

Drinkin Rass and Rum

You look good, but you ugley inside, you ain’t that fine

A groopi for the green, wanna be on my team

You ain’t that fine

Why you come to the club, if you ain’t showin no love?

You ain’t that fine

Just cause your friend look good, don’t mean you look good

You ain’t that fine

Girl you look like a nickle, but you think you a dime

You ain’t that fine

It’s like a funny little game, more things change, more things stay the same

I say «honey, what’s your name?»

She say «not a damb thing»

Girl I hate to burst your bubble, and don’t wanna cause no trouble

But you ain’t that fine

I been hollering for years, got a belly full of beers

But I tell them how it feels, you crying them tears

Copped them toes, put a bro on top of those

Just cause I’m rockin shows, doesn’t mean I talk to hoes

You think you fine, you not hot

You ain’t getting in my droptop

Bosco made the beat, and I can tell him when the drop hot

Walking switching your hips, and you sucking your lips, and didn’t you get them

silicone tits?

Why you wanna talk smack, acting like you all that

Cause you ain’t that fine

So if you less than 7, better take this as a blessing

A slingshot, using sex as a weapon

A groopi for the green, wanna be on my team

You ain’t that fine

Why you come to the club, if you ain’t showin no love?

You ain’t that fine

Just cause your friend look good, don’t mean you look good

You ain’t that fine

Girl you look like a nickle, but you think you a dime

You ain’t that fine