No I'm Not Dat Nigga Lyrics - Underground, Vol. 2: Club Memphis Underground - Three 6 Mafia

(Chorus) x2 

No I'm not that nigga that be hugged up with you, but 

I'm tha one walkin away 

With your mouth on my nuts 

(Juicy J) 

Let's take a trip to east high 

And talk about a bitch 

Who claims she's a model 

But I think I heard she suckin dick 

Always talkin bout what she can and gonna do 

But I prefer the freaky bitch to lay me down and chill 

If a nigga see you in a hallway they all say 

Put the hoe out the house out the way 

Juicy J is the type a nigga that your hoes don't wanna dis 

White Haven target bitch 

Take a sip of my piss 

And to that other stupid bitch that go to Ferly 

With the natural curly 

Who was and giving non of that burly 

Come to my crib and maybe yet you can come to the hideout 

And let a nigga fuck it inside 

(I gotta) Come in my shorts 

Dog with gold fangs in the strip 

Searching for a girl who works at Captain Dee's 

Talkin shit who said I did nothin for her mayn 

You's a fuckin slut 

I'm not that nigga that be wit cha all hugged up 

Bitch 

(Chorus) 

(Juicy J) 

Freaky thing to these hoe's 

Think they cold 

Gold diggers 

Always on a niggaz nuts 

Always try to juice a nigga 

(Buy me this, Buy me that) 

Bitch I can't buy you jack 

But I got these 

For a broom and some Jimmy hats 

If you wanna play around and tease 

I don't want the cat 

Dropped her off 

Called up another fuckin hood rat 

This is the girl 

My nigga said had a deadly fight 

Lights took them drunk 

As the skunk comes out at night 

Creepin through Cherokee 

Real slow low key 

Standin in the driveway 

Now its time for a nigga like me 

To get the bitch to do me up 

Chew me up 

Real sweet 

Slob on the knob 

You niggaz know the master piece 

Once again 

On the hoe stroll 

Tryin to lay hoe 

To a stupid dike lookin bitch 

23 years old 

Working at Sam's Type Casino 

Maybe lady luck 

But I'm not that nigga that be with you all huged up