I Don't Need No Help (Glokknine remix)
๐ต 1960 characters
โฑ๏ธ 1:43 duration
๐ ID: 16728376
๐ Lyrics
Yeah, huh, uh, yeah, yeah
Huh, uh, huh, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, uh
Huh, uh, huh, uh
Slick Rick type of nigga 'cause I'm a bad bitch getter
Poppin' painkiller, uh, higher than a plane, nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You a lame, you ain't gang, so I can't hang with ya (no)
Touch my chain, bang bang, snatch a nigga brain, nigga
Uh, got a pole on my hip, ain't no fightin' (ain't no fightin')
I strike a nigga with this 30 like some lightning (just like some lightning)
I hit her for the night, I don't do no wifin' (don't do no wifin')
I fuck her then delete her, yeah, I'm so triflin' (I'm so triflin')
Real, real, real, real, real savage (I'm a savage)
I don't fuck with that bitch if she average (if she average)
I got a bad stripper bitch named Ashley (Ashley)
She taste like candy, do you understand me? (Candy, yeah)
Brand-new car
Hop out the 'Vette
Ice on my wrist, Audemar, Patek
Brand new chain
Ice on my neck
Got tired of the Drac' and I copped me a TEC
I'm up all night
I don't get rest
I'm catchin' these flights and chasin' a check
Lil' baby, she wet
I don't want sex
Open your mouth and give me your neck
Uh, give me your neck, yeah (give me your neck)
Keep your pants on, just want the neck (the neck, neck, neck)
Want the neck, keep your pants on (give me neck, neck)
For real, bitch, keep your pants on
I'm a Slick Rick type of nigga (nigga)
She wanna fuck with me because my bands bigger (my bands bigger)
Pass me the blunt, I don't do the liquor (no liquor)
And your bitch a groupie, wanna take a picture (and take a picture)
I'm strapped up like a dyke or somethin'
I hope you don't try to take nothin' (what)
My niggas strapped with army guns (yeah)
You think I'm lyin', I'll show you one (rrah, rrah)
We up from the hip, and we burn one (bow, bow, bow, bow)
When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son (that's your head, son)
Uh, uh, a'ight
That's your head, son
When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son
Yeah, yeah
Huh, uh, huh, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, uh
Huh, uh, huh, uh
Slick Rick type of nigga 'cause I'm a bad bitch getter
Poppin' painkiller, uh, higher than a plane, nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah)
You a lame, you ain't gang, so I can't hang with ya (no)
Touch my chain, bang bang, snatch a nigga brain, nigga
Uh, got a pole on my hip, ain't no fightin' (ain't no fightin')
I strike a nigga with this 30 like some lightning (just like some lightning)
I hit her for the night, I don't do no wifin' (don't do no wifin')
I fuck her then delete her, yeah, I'm so triflin' (I'm so triflin')
Real, real, real, real, real savage (I'm a savage)
I don't fuck with that bitch if she average (if she average)
I got a bad stripper bitch named Ashley (Ashley)
She taste like candy, do you understand me? (Candy, yeah)
Brand-new car
Hop out the 'Vette
Ice on my wrist, Audemar, Patek
Brand new chain
Ice on my neck
Got tired of the Drac' and I copped me a TEC
I'm up all night
I don't get rest
I'm catchin' these flights and chasin' a check
Lil' baby, she wet
I don't want sex
Open your mouth and give me your neck
Uh, give me your neck, yeah (give me your neck)
Keep your pants on, just want the neck (the neck, neck, neck)
Want the neck, keep your pants on (give me neck, neck)
For real, bitch, keep your pants on
I'm a Slick Rick type of nigga (nigga)
She wanna fuck with me because my bands bigger (my bands bigger)
Pass me the blunt, I don't do the liquor (no liquor)
And your bitch a groupie, wanna take a picture (and take a picture)
I'm strapped up like a dyke or somethin'
I hope you don't try to take nothin' (what)
My niggas strapped with army guns (yeah)
You think I'm lyin', I'll show you one (rrah, rrah)
We up from the hip, and we burn one (bow, bow, bow, bow)
When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son (that's your head, son)
Uh, uh, a'ight
That's your head, son
When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son
Yeah, yeah
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.04] Yeah, huh, uh, yeah, yeah
[00:04.01] Huh, uh, huh, yeah, yeah
[00:06.45] Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, uh
[00:08.58] Huh, uh, huh, uh
[00:11.13] Slick Rick type of nigga 'cause I'm a bad bitch getter
[00:14.26] Poppin' painkiller, uh, higher than a plane, nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[00:17.56] You a lame, you ain't gang, so I can't hang with ya (no)
[00:20.49] Touch my chain, bang bang, snatch a nigga brain, nigga
[00:23.12] Uh, got a pole on my hip, ain't no fightin' (ain't no fightin')
[00:26.46] I strike a nigga with this 30 like some lightning (just like some lightning)
[00:29.47] I hit her for the night, I don't do no wifin' (don't do no wifin')
[00:32.15] I fuck her then delete her, yeah, I'm so triflin' (I'm so triflin')
[00:35.26] Real, real, real, real, real savage (I'm a savage)
[00:38.20] I don't fuck with that bitch if she average (if she average)
[00:40.87] I got a bad stripper bitch named Ashley (Ashley)
[00:43.93] She taste like candy, do you understand me? (Candy, yeah)
[00:46.60] Brand-new car
[00:47.47] Hop out the 'Vette
[00:47.95] Ice on my wrist, Audemar, Patek
[00:49.33] Brand new chain
[00:50.20] Ice on my neck
[00:50.76] Got tired of the Drac' and I copped me a TEC
[00:52.42] I'm up all night
[00:53.38] I don't get rest
[00:53.62] I'm catchin' these flights and chasin' a check
[00:55.26] Lil' baby, she wet
[00:56.09] I don't want sex
[00:56.90] Open your mouth and give me your neck
[00:58.77] Uh, give me your neck, yeah (give me your neck)
[01:01.60] Keep your pants on, just want the neck (the neck, neck, neck)
[01:05.23] Want the neck, keep your pants on (give me neck, neck)
[01:07.92] For real, bitch, keep your pants on
[01:10.11] I'm a Slick Rick type of nigga (nigga)
[01:13.08] She wanna fuck with me because my bands bigger (my bands bigger)
[01:16.20] Pass me the blunt, I don't do the liquor (no liquor)
[01:18.85] And your bitch a groupie, wanna take a picture (and take a picture)
[01:21.35] I'm strapped up like a dyke or somethin'
[01:22.95] I hope you don't try to take nothin' (what)
[01:24.36] My niggas strapped with army guns (yeah)
[01:25.88] You think I'm lyin', I'll show you one (rrah, rrah)
[01:27.12] We up from the hip, and we burn one (bow, bow, bow, bow)
[01:29.92] When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son (that's your head, son)
[01:33.33] Uh, uh, a'ight
[01:34.29] That's your head, son
[01:35.64] When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son
[01:38.51] Yeah, yeah
[01:39.11]
[00:04.01] Huh, uh, huh, yeah, yeah
[00:06.45] Yeah, yeah, yeah, huh, uh
[00:08.58] Huh, uh, huh, uh
[00:11.13] Slick Rick type of nigga 'cause I'm a bad bitch getter
[00:14.26] Poppin' painkiller, uh, higher than a plane, nigga (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[00:17.56] You a lame, you ain't gang, so I can't hang with ya (no)
[00:20.49] Touch my chain, bang bang, snatch a nigga brain, nigga
[00:23.12] Uh, got a pole on my hip, ain't no fightin' (ain't no fightin')
[00:26.46] I strike a nigga with this 30 like some lightning (just like some lightning)
[00:29.47] I hit her for the night, I don't do no wifin' (don't do no wifin')
[00:32.15] I fuck her then delete her, yeah, I'm so triflin' (I'm so triflin')
[00:35.26] Real, real, real, real, real savage (I'm a savage)
[00:38.20] I don't fuck with that bitch if she average (if she average)
[00:40.87] I got a bad stripper bitch named Ashley (Ashley)
[00:43.93] She taste like candy, do you understand me? (Candy, yeah)
[00:46.60] Brand-new car
[00:47.47] Hop out the 'Vette
[00:47.95] Ice on my wrist, Audemar, Patek
[00:49.33] Brand new chain
[00:50.20] Ice on my neck
[00:50.76] Got tired of the Drac' and I copped me a TEC
[00:52.42] I'm up all night
[00:53.38] I don't get rest
[00:53.62] I'm catchin' these flights and chasin' a check
[00:55.26] Lil' baby, she wet
[00:56.09] I don't want sex
[00:56.90] Open your mouth and give me your neck
[00:58.77] Uh, give me your neck, yeah (give me your neck)
[01:01.60] Keep your pants on, just want the neck (the neck, neck, neck)
[01:05.23] Want the neck, keep your pants on (give me neck, neck)
[01:07.92] For real, bitch, keep your pants on
[01:10.11] I'm a Slick Rick type of nigga (nigga)
[01:13.08] She wanna fuck with me because my bands bigger (my bands bigger)
[01:16.20] Pass me the blunt, I don't do the liquor (no liquor)
[01:18.85] And your bitch a groupie, wanna take a picture (and take a picture)
[01:21.35] I'm strapped up like a dyke or somethin'
[01:22.95] I hope you don't try to take nothin' (what)
[01:24.36] My niggas strapped with army guns (yeah)
[01:25.88] You think I'm lyin', I'll show you one (rrah, rrah)
[01:27.12] We up from the hip, and we burn one (bow, bow, bow, bow)
[01:29.92] When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son (that's your head, son)
[01:33.33] Uh, uh, a'ight
[01:34.29] That's your head, son
[01:35.64] When I up, you better dip, that's your head, son
[01:38.51] Yeah, yeah
[01:39.11]