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NO DISCUSSION lyrics

Performer BIGG ALI

NO DISCUSSION song lyrics by BIGG ALI official

NO DISCUSSION is a song in English

Dont come this way I'm bout to spray
We get chips like frito-lay
Racks straight out of BOA
Run up boy thats DOA
My mama hate how I was thugging just want me to be ok
If I get rich im copping cribs every spot come with a gate
She be tryna give me head everytime i count this pape
Beat her for an hour straight
Got her begging for a break
I was down bad on my dick just tryna go make something shake
Lil Debbies in my duffel know this bitch be full of cake
I'm getting cheese fresh off the grate
Niggas smiling in my face
But whole time they be full of hate
All these pies I get them baked
I hit a bitch at 7 then I'm out the door before it's 8
Go get yo money up
You ain't making what I make
You ain't coming how I'm coming
In this bitch you know we dumbing
Want some cash from me baby
Then you gotta show me something
Drop it down, Shake dat ass
Make it clap when we fucking
If I say it ima do it
Nigga we aint with that bluffing
Any day I leave the crib
You know that Ali clutching
Keep it going like a train
Nigga gotta keep it chugging
Green light on all my opps
Nigga them shooters get the rushing
Aint no back and forth with niggas
We aint having no discussion
Hood down I come thru swing that stick like grim reaper
Certified thot you wife that bitch like she a keeper
Go back to the 80s, make a play up off a beeper
White bitches running round the spot I feel like Justin Bieber
A nigga tryna whip a foreign cuz I use to whip a beater
Aint expect Ali to make it but bitch Ali been a sleeper
Jewelry straight up out the freezer
Want no smoke I'm tryna heat it up
We give that boy a fever
He gon need some medication
Know I'm good with these numbers Call of Duty like I'm Mason
I know that nigga is the feds
He be in and out the station
Got my Glock on me you run up turn it to a situation
Know my brodie got muthafuckin switchy he gon face em
Put a "0" right on his chest that nigga look like Jayson Tatum
I look just like Michael Jordan how i spin then I fade em
Fuck a hoe no I can't save em
I be loyal to these dead presidents no I never disobey em
You ain't coming how I'm coming
In this bitch you know we dumbing
Want some cash from me baby
Then you gotta show me something
Drop it down, Shake dat ass
Make it clap when we fucking
If I say it ima do it
Nigga we aint with that bluffing
Any day I leave the crib
You know that Ali clutching
Keep it going like a train
Nigga gotta keep it chugging
Green light on all my opps
Nigga them shooters get the rushing
Aint no back and forth with niggas
We aint having no discussion
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Writer: BIGG ALI
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