No Clue Lyrics - Young Nudy

Aye T.J roll up another blunt bruh 

Ya heard me? 

iightt, lets do it 

Mmmm 

Mmmm 

Yeahhh 

I wanna thank y'all hoes 

Thank y'all hoes 

Yeah 

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I used to be a lova boy 

That hoe brought me to a savage 

Treat this hoe like I'm a savage 

Fuck on ya hoe like a savage 

Yea, she lovin these racks 

She lovin these racks 

I stay wit them racks 

Smokin on that stupid pack 

Loud pack can you smell that? 

Kush pack yea I'm blowin that 

Doin 200 I'm blowin that 

Yea you ridin in that pluck pluck 

I just pulled up in that tonka truck 

Hop out that muthafukka fresh as fuck 

Big racks surely hangin out 

Big 30 yea it's hangin out 

Wit tha gang everywhere I go yea we hangin out 

Yea these bitches they choose 

These niggas hating give dey ass tha blues 

Nigga wanna play blues tha clues 

Ya hoe wanna fuck and you didn't have a clue 

I would hate to be you 

You broke as fuck and ya hoe know it too 

And you lame as a foo ya whole gang look lame too 

Damn, racks up stacking my money up 

Condo nigga I'm flexin up 

All these (?) I'm iceing up 

I kno ya hoe yea she liking us 

Yea you kno this that gang shit 

We don't fuck wit that lame shit 

And you is not the pyramid 

I'm in tha block where you can't go in 

Yeah, you feeling that? 

Smokin that gas can you (?) that 

Loud pack yea it's that loud pack 

Smokin that (?) pack 

In tha maybach yeah we kick back 

Hoes they just wanna suck that 

I know that they love that 

Kush pack yea I'm blowin that 

Doin 200 yea I'm blown that 

Yea you riding in that pluck pluck 

I just pulled up in that tonka truck 

Hop out that muthafukka fresh as fuck 

Big racks surely hangin out 

Big 30 yeah it's hanging out 

Wit tha gang everywhere I go yea we hangin out 

Yea these bitches they choose 

These niggas hatin give they ass tha blues 

Nigga wanna play blues tha clues 

Ya ho wanna fuck and you didn't have a clue 

Mmmm, damn, mmmm, damn, mmmm 

Too bad, well, you sad, yeah, you mad 

I'm not, too bad 

Everywhere I go you hatin on me 

Yeah, I heard that you hatin on me 

Yeah, I heard that you plotting on me 

Yeah, sucka, luh lame nigga 

Yeah, you mad 

Ya ho wanna fuck and you ain't gang nigga 

Huh? Naw this is not a pluck pluck 

Naw this is not a (?) yeah this is a cat 

Naw, this not a scat pack 

Yeah yeah I walk around with tha big racks 

They say I don't know how to act 

Well I got them racks 

Photos 

Kush pack yea I'm blowin that 

Doin 200 I'm blowin that 

Yea you ridin in that pluck pluck 

I just pulled up in that tonka truck 

Hop out that muthafukka fresh as fuck 

Big racks surely hangin out 

Big 30 yea it's hangin out 

30 gang everywhere I go yea we hangin out 

Yeah these bitches they choose 

These niggas hating give dey ass tha blues 

Nigga wanna play blues tha clues 

Ya hoe wanna fuck and you didn't have a clue 

Mmm, well, that's the end of that story 

And that's a wrap