Intro:
Hahaha, hahaha
You're listening to the Splack Pack
Fuckin many hoes, and who consists of:
Head, Kue Dog, Kidd Money, and K-2-[?], and [?]
Comin straight from Palm Beach County got something for your ass
So check it out
Ahhhhhhf
Awwa man, this original [?]
Just comin, let me tell you little something about this Splack Pack
We run thing, [?]
Hook:
It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin
It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin
It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin
(It ain't nuttin, my nigga, it ain't nuttin)
Verse 1 (Kue Dog):
Yo hoes gon fuck like crazy
But shit like that don't phase me
You always talkin about ya niggas
When you fuckin me, hoe, how the hell you figure?
Late at night you come call a nigga up
Beggin me to get with it cause your ass wanna fuck
All y'all hoes the same
It's a game, my nigga, it's ya hoe to blame
But it ain't nuttin
One time for them hoes that suckin
Up dick, like it's goin out of style
Undercover hoes get buckwild (buckwild)
Doin that crazy shit
Lickin ass cause them hoes will kick, bitch
Y'all hoes keep suckin
While I bust em bitch, it ain't nuttin
Hook:
It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin
It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin
It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin
(It ain't nuttin, my nigga, it ain't nuttin)
Verse 2 (Uncle Head):
Hoe you need to quit that shit you keep talkin
You better get your shit and start walkin
Sayin all that fuck shit
Talkin out your neck cause I hit and split
But that shit don't phase me
Shot dick at your bed and now you wanna act crazy
Bitch, ya gots to go
But before she got up there was a knock at the front door
I let the other hoe in
She said, "goddamnit, Head, you done fucked up again"
Fuck both of y'all bitches
Trynna get a nigga car, trynna get a nigga riches
All you hoes the same
But the niggas in the Splack got too much game
So all you hoes that be frontin
You best check yourself, it ain't nuttin
Hook:
It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin
It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin
It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin
(It ain't nuttin, my nigga, it ain't nuttin)
Verse 3 (Kidd Money):
Yo, this one for the hoes, like the fate with the Splack
(Splack, Splack) I gotta have that, uhh
Try to shoot a nigga to the curb
But this game too strong, see, I gotta get served
You're not dealin with an amateur
Check yourself cause I'll be damned if ya
Juice me up like that, so what you wanna do?
You must be hittin that bass, talkin bout a hairdo
Tried to play me out like a sucka
Knock ya boots, take ya money, then I duck ya
And move to another slimmie
Put my hands in my pocket, make sure I got my jimmie
(Creepin, creepin), ooo, I like (freakin)
Look to my right, redbone, she's peekin
So I shoot game
So I walked to the slimmie and I asked her her name
With a nonchalant attitude, didn't wanna be rude
Now she was with another dude
But let me know 'sup
Quit fakin the front with old boy, it ain't nuttin
Hook:
It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin
It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin
It ain't nuttin, hoe, it ain't nuttin
(It ain't nuttin, my nigga, it ain't nuttin)