Top Songs By Young Nudy
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Nudy
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Quantavious T. Thomas
Songwriter
Timothy Jordan Jenks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pi’erre Bourne
Producer
Alverne "Verne" Emmanuel
Mixing Engineer
Joe LaPorta
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Intro]
I'm a motherfuckin' star (Star)
Roof in my motherfuckin' car (Star, star)
Yeah, roof in my motherfuckin' car (Star, star)
Yeah, lookin' in the mirror, see a real **** in my car (Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
[Chorus]
Yeah, my dually truck mounted up, you know how my hoes be (Yeah, hoes be)
All wanna pull up, bitches wanna fuck me (Fuck me)
Old-school, turnt up, pull up at the show, see (Show, see)
**** still gettin' money, ****, you don't know me (Yeah, you don't know me)
I could never be broke and never beg for a ho (Nah)
All these hoes fuckin' for it, for the money, it's a go (It's a go)
Greenlight shorty, cutthroat, that's just how I roll (How I roll)
**** playin', gon' get rolled, Mr. Peter Roll' (Peter Roll')
[Verse 1]
Roll a **** up and smoke a **** up and chop him up (Chop him up)
I be choppin' bricks and sellin' bricks 'til I run it up (Run it up)
I just like money, gettin' money, I ain't goin' broke (I ain't goin' broke)
Y'all **** broke, **** need to go and sell some dope (Sell some dope)
Go and kick a door, go and kick a door, yeah, yeah (Kick a door)
**** talkin' this, scared to use his pole, oh well (Use his pole)
****, you's a bitch and you told on 'em, ain't real (Ain't real)
****, you a bitch and you told on 'em, ain't real (That ain't real)
I could never be a squealer, certified killer (Killer)
I could never be a pussy, certified hitter (Hitter)
Certified ****, Eastside representor (Representor)
6 side, Bouldercrest Road representor
[Chorus]
Yeah, my dually truck mounted up, you know how my hoes be (Yeah, hoes be)
All wanna pull up, bitches wanna fuck me (Fuck me)
Old-school, turnt up, pull up at the show, see (Show, see)
**** still gettin' money, ****, you don't know me (Yeah, you don't know me)
I could never be broke and never beg for a ho (Nah)
All these hoes fuckin' for it, for the money, it's a go (It's a go)
Greenlight shorty, cutthroat, that's just how I roll (How I roll)
**** playin', gon' get rolled, Mr. Peter Roll' (Peter Roll')
[Verse 2]
PDE me, 150 for the block (For the block)
Gresham Road where I post at, gotta keep the Glock (Keep the Glock)
Ridin' down Flat Shoals, finna go get some hot wings (Hot wings)
Might hit Glenwood, know I like some some Dream Wings (Dream Wings)
Still sell a dream like I'm Martin Luther King (Yeah)
Still on the block, sellin' coke to the fiends (Coke)
Crack heads always hit my phone, what you need? (Dope)
Flip-flop workin', flip-flop workin' (Workin')
Money go-getter, money go-getter (Go-getter)
Ride around hitter, ride around hitter (Ride around hitter)
Fifty-round ****, fifty-round giver (Fifty-round)
Eastside ****, never frown, **** (Eastside)
Smilin' on my opps, pull up flexin' on the block (Yeah)
Rollin' up my opps and I smoke 'em nonstop (Roll 'em)
King of my block, **** know I run my block (King)
Bottom to the top, **** know who is the star (Yes, sir)
[Chorus]
Yeah, my dually truck mounted up, you know how my hoes be (Yeah, hoes be)
All wanna pull up, bitches wanna fuck me (Fuck me)
Old-school, turnt up, pull up at the show, see (Show, see)
**** still gettin' money, ****, you don't know me (Yeah, you don't know me)
I could never be broke and never beg for a ho (Nah)
All these hoes fuckin' for it, for the money, it's a go (It's a go)
Greenlight shorty, cutthroat, that's just how I roll (How I roll)
**** playin', gon' get rolled, Mr. Peter Roll' (Peter Roll')
[Outro]
(Wow, yeah)
Roof in my car with stars, yeah (Stars)
Yeah (And I see a real **** when I look in the mirror)
Yeah
Written by: Quantavious T. Thomas, Timothy Jordan Jenks