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I Ain't Tha One Lyrics - Straight Outta Compton: 20th Anniversary Edition - Nwa

[Ice Cube, do you think you could give me some money to get 

my hair done?] How short's your hair right now? 

[Well you know I get it done every week, and I need my nails 

done too] Look, I'ma tell you like this 

 

I ain't the one, the one to get played like a pooh butt 

See I'm from the street, so I know what's up 

On these silly games that's played by the women 

I'm only happy when I'm goin' up in 'em 

But you know, I'm a menace to society 

But girls in biker shorts are so fly to me 

So I step to em, with aggression 

Listen to the kid, and learn a lesson today 

See they think we narrow minded 

Cause they got a cute face, and big-behinded 

So I walk over and say "How ya doin?" 

See I'm only down for screwin, but you know 

Ya gotta play it off cool 

Cause if they catch you slippin', you'll get schooled 

And they'll get you for your money, son 

Next thing you know you're gettin' their hair and they nails done 

Fool, and they'll let you show em off 

But when it comes to sex, they got a bad cough 

Or a headache, it's all give and no take 

Run out of money, and watch your heart break 

They'll drop you like a bad habit 

Cause a brother with money yo, they gotta have it 

Messin' with me though, they gets none 

You can't juice Ice Cube girl, cause I ain't the one 

 

[Girl, you got to get these brothers for all the money 

you can honey. Cause if they ain't got no money, they can't 

do nothin for me but get out of my face] 

 

[I know what you mean girl, it ain't nothin' right jumpin' off 

unless he got dollars] 

 

Sometimes I used to wonder 

How the hell an ugly dude get a fine girl's number 

He's gettin' juiced for his ducats 

I tell a girl in a minute yo, I drive a bucket 

And won't think nuttin' of it 

She can ride or walk, either leave it or love it 

I show her that I'm not the O, the N-E, say 

I'm a ruthless N-I double-G A 

Cause I'm gamin on a female that's gamin on me 

You know I spell girl with a be 

A brother like me is only out for one thing 

I think with my ding-a-ling, but I won't bring no 

Flowers to your doorstep, when we goin' out 

Cause you'll take it for granted, no doubt 

And after the date, I'ma want to do the wild thing 

You want lobster huh? I'm thinking Burger King 

And when I take you, you get frustrated 

You can't juice Ice Cube and you hate it 

But you see, I don't go nuts 

Over girls like you with the BIG ol butts 

It start comin' out the pocket, to knock it 

But when the damage is done 

You can only lay me girl, you can't play me girl 

For the simple fact that, I ain't the one 

 

[I don't care how they look if they got money 

we can hook up but they ain't gettin none.] 

 

[Yeah I just make em think they gonna get some 

play up they mind a lil bit, and get that money.] 

 

Give you money why bother 

Cause you know I'm lookin' nothin' like your father 

Girl, I can't be played or ganked 

Ganked means getting took for your bank 

Or your gold or your money or something 

Nine times outta ten, she's giving up nothing 

They get mad when I put it in perspective 

But let's see if my knowledge is effective 

To the brothas man they robbing you blind 

Cause they fine with a big behind, but pay it no mind 

Keep your money to yourself homie 

And if you got enough game 

You'll get her name and her number 

Without going under 

You can't leave em and love and stay above em 

I used to get no play now she stay behind me 

Cause I said I had a Benz 190 

But I lied and played the one 

Just to get some now she feels dumb 

To my homies it's funny 

But that's what you get trying to play me for my money 

Now don't you feel used 

But I don't give hoot, huh, because I knock boots 

You shouldn't be, so damn material 

And try to milk Ice Cube like cereal 

Now how many times do I have to say it 

Cause if I have to go get a gun 

You girls will learn I don't burn 

You think I'm a sucka, but I ain't the one 

 

I don't see no rings on this finger 

Yeah you love my money, I got what I wanted, beat it 

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