Jay Ant - Get Your Cuffs Out lyrics

rate me

Why these niggas don’t trust me?

They mad, so why these niggas don’t trust me?

They mad, but I heard of a female

I got ‘em when they chose by retail

Me and this skirt, niggas don’t get along

He mad about a brother I don’t even want

Mad about a brother I didn’t even hit

I might as well, hear sissy talking shit

I wasn’t even tripping, I was on the grind

I guess he mad at me ‘cause a nigga own a mine

Nigga could’ve hit me, I ain’t hard to find

But if he wanna run his mouth I got the finish line

I’m a player I don’t fuck around except niggas

I hand around squares, real niggas pimp strippers

Keep on talking and you gonna see where all that shit gets you

I fuck around and really take it and she won’t miss it

Lame nigga, I don’t want your bitch

Weird nigga, I don’t want your bitch

But she want me and I’m gonna get her what she wants

If you keep fucking with me

So get your cuffs out nigga

Get your cuffs out nigga

Take stubs, direct deposit and plain flights

Just fucked a bitch on the same night

This is the life, they think it’s all good

Stopping these sad tears, doing what they wish they could

They front while I’m stunting so it’s nothing to me

I’m on my way to where they never could be

Like fuck a punk bitch or make the cake flip since they wore A six

Never basics, sticking to this base shit

Money first, haters can die broke, enough said

Tryina stop a nigga shine, tell him I ain’t done yet

Top dollar, top shelf, wearing the best linens

Give me one reason I should trip on niggas running

I’m a winner, I’mma get it, she looking, why you with it

She picking and I’m speaking, forgive us, we’re both sinners

Good dick, good weed, a couple compliments

Leave her alone, you know what time it is, nigga

Lame nigga, I don’t want your bitch

Weird nigga, I don’t want your bitch

But she want me and I’m gonna get her what she wants

If you keep fucking with me

So get your cuffs out nigga

Get your cuffs out nigga

I’m just a cool nigga, why you mad at me?

In fact you don’t even know me, how you mad at me?

I don’t know you so I don’t speak on you

I just know you got a little freak,

Oh you cuff that if you want that

I touch that, she told you she’ll never leave a…

Don’t trust that, fuck that, you better stop tripping, nigga

Fall back before I take all that

Remember that I caught that

And she love you, nigga, she don’t place no one above you, nigga

I don’t mean she ain’t fucking with me

So you better stop fucking with me

Step your game up and I don’t mean Nintendo

I’m by a window, smoking on that extendo

Enjoying my view

Weird nigga, I ain’t worried about you

Lame nigga, I don’t want your bitch

Weird nigga, I don’t want your bitch

But she want me and I’m gonna get her what she wants

If you keep fucking with me

So get your cuffs out nigga

Get your cuffs out nigga