Max B - Aint No Fun Lyrics
(feat. Al Pac & Mac Mustard)[Max B:]What's goodBoss Don Biggavel, Mac MustardWavy Crocket, Al PeezlySee it's like this babyYou gon' always be mineI don't give a ***** what niggaz you ***** withYou'll always be my *****Do what I say (Gain Greene)Uh (tell you a little bit about this shit)[Verse 1: Max B]I'm just tryna get my money straightI ***** it from the back, she love to make the funny faceThat's right, beat it, don't stop, lift ya legs up, flip the cover offShe suck it with the rubber offButter-soft leather in the seat and the PorschaThat was the spaceship, this is the flying saucerFlosser, it'll cost ya just for *****in' with my life like a enemyYou just wanna ***** meYou just wanna, treat me like the rest of your *****es and I'm a divaWhen I drive a beamer, me too (me too *****)She wanted to ***** my beltAnd every time this ***** touch me with her tongue I meltShe said, "I wanna thank you for the gun I feltYa shit fit it so perfect, it was so worth it"I purchased the brand-new rideMake her scream "Max, damn you fly"[Hook: Max B]As long as you my *****, you gon' always love meAs long as you my *****, you gon' always wanna *****Make sure you got two friends for Mac Mustard and PeezlyKuz it ain't no fun, if they can't ***** too, ooh, ooh[Verse 2: Mac Mustard]I'm tryna get between ya knees and breezeAnd all I need is a bottle of Cru, me and you, a lil' weedStart slow with the motion, then pick up the speedIn the back seat going hard, *****in' up the VAnd I been doin' this since the days at Elton BeachTalkin' on the park, smeezed, when they had the metal seats*****, ain't lovin', better speakKuz you lookin hungry for the team and I'm a let her eatDon't worry little mama, I got youHave yo' ass screamin' in the telle like I shot youI'm a wear that ass out, beatin' up the top tooGoin' hard, I got to, my niggaz is tryna block too, stop lootKuz it's a priviledge to say Gain GreeneNigga popped you, them other *****es not youIt ain't hard to spot you, your *****es tryna rockThey lookin' for a spot tooSo waddup[Hook: Max B]As long as you my *****, you gon' always love meAs long as you my *****, you gon' always wanna *****Make sure you got two friends for Mac Mustard and PeezlyKuz it ain't no fun, if they can't ***** too, ooh, ooh[Verse 3: Al Pac]I got a good girl, AKA Gangsta *****And my shorty never hesitate to bang a *****She realer than most of you niggazWhen it's time to go to war, she the first one squeezin' the triggersI like ma kuz she kept it real from the start***** these other hoes, only death could break us apartFor the love of my baby, dog I'll put in workI dare a nigga violate, he gettin' put in the dirtMy ***** is sweet kuz you see her up in the skirtsShe keep the 22 Pearl, brand-new up in the purseAnd she quick to let a nigga have it, my lady bust da ratchetsShe don't play when it come to the cabbageNot concerned with rocks and karats, my lady's not ya averageShe prefer handglocks, that's marriagePlus she also look good in Chanel and FendiShe split blunts and she sip Coke mixed with HennyShe the type of chick that'll have you lay on they sideShe 'bout the paper and when it's beef, she ready to rideIf I blow trial, lil' ma strangle the judgeWhat we got here nigga is a gangsta's love[Hook: Max B]As long as you my *****, you gon' always love meAs long as you my *****, you gon' always wanna *****Make sure you got two friends for Mac Mustard and PeezlyKuz it ain't no fun, if they can't ***** too, ooh, ooh
