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Nobody But Me Lyrics - Singles - Rob "cleva" Lightbourne

I don't trust em'. No sir. They want equal rights? We goin' give it to em'. Cleva.... 

 

Verse: 

Colder than weather that make you run and go get a sweater 

Could it be better than Mr. Cleva? Nah, never 

Looking for more cheddar best to give me mine cause I'm a go-getter 

Boy I tell you hoes better know better 

Don't let her dare flirt nor stare 

Cause she feels that the dollar bill's goin' be shared 

Au contraire, I don't care if she has short or long hair 

All I want is derriere 

Straight from the rear then prepare to be out of here 

Openly admit it I'm a dog should have been aware "ruff" 

Game stays hoe-proof learned the truth to the game 

Since a youth to the game 

I ain't new to the game shit I grew through the game 

Money hit the scene then these groupie hoes came 

Full of bullshit now love is what they claim 

Fuckin' lame brains my attitude still remains 

That any woman throwing her drawers is out for gain 

Utilizing ass and brains to ascertain 

Info to break a playa', then shake a playa' 

Make a playa' hate her for dating the next playa' 

Quick to pick her up then find a place to take her 

Once she's been immersed in perfume and makeup 

Just to get him hooked like the bra that she's sporting 

That's pushing her tits together to keep his mind focused 

On hoping to get her legs open in the next moment 

She already knowing he want it so now the motive's 

Make him dream and fiend for it while she holds it 

In a leg lock to show that she controls it 

Oh shit, game's over and done 

Guaranteed he's goin' stay for a couple of months 

And she's goin' get whatever she wants before he hit it once 

While she got another one who's giving her some you see... 

 

Chorus: 

 

I don't trust nobody but me 

There's sometimes I can't even trust myself so you see 

I'm just goin' play this game before it comes and plays me 

You should hate the game that you taught me instead of you hating me 

 

Verse: 

What you think? Just because I bought you a drink 

That I fell in love with you quicker than an eye blink? 

Never that Cleva that n---a that get the cat 

Then relax on his back all up in your habitat 

After that shake like dice hit the concrete 

In my truck beating the trunk with a bomb beat 

Analyze every freak that I meet on streets 

If she's walking then let her remain on feet 

Former nice guy, turned wise guy 

I could see the hoe up in your eyes nice try 

Shit, I don't even keep hoes on deck 

Cause these hoes change quicker than the climate 

To any woman lacking bitch-like qualities 

No disrespect please accept my apologies 

I've just seen too many scandalous atrocities 

Mind frame stuck on trust no hoe obviously 

Nothing personal that's the way it's gotta be 

Give a fuck what you promise me too many sluts 

Lied to me, finding real love's like 

Picking the right numbers for the lottery 

In a world where material girls are running wild 

I experienced the game as an innocent child 

Look at me now wound up bad like Michael 

Ain't my fault I'm just apart of the cycle 

He played her she came and played me 

I played her she played him he 

Played her all over again it don't stop 

The saga continues and so I continue 

To do what I do, best play the game fore it's played on you 

True words to live by 

Cause ain't nobody exempt so I'ma attempt 

To run game to the fullest extent so feel me when I say that.... 

 

Chorus: 

 

I don't trust nobody but me 

There's sometimes I can't even trust myself so you see 

I'm just goin' play this game before it comes and plays me 

You should hate the game that you taught me instead of you hating me 

 

Outro: 

Yeah. Nowadays we understand that women know this game in a million ways. Ladies please remember, it takes a bitch to give birth to a dog. You know what I'm saying? Understand my n---as, nice guys, nice guys finish last. Wise guys, they get the ass, the gas, and the cash. And whatever else they could stash. You feel me? Yeah.