Lyrics Tokin – Mr. This Ain’t That

Mr. This Ain’t That Lyrics – Tokin

Singer: Tokin
Title: Mr. This Ain’t That

Mr. this ain’t that, got racks on racks
They ain’t talk about money, dollar signs and checks (based1 got them bands, ho)
Gotta work a lil’ harder, just so i could flex
By the end of the year, i’ll be on their necks

Mr. blow it all, racks, throw ’em all
In a prada tee, she rock overalls
I know she proud of me, but i’m a petty dog
Take her overseas, she’ll never see my flaws, oh

Racks in, racks in, put ’em right there on the table
I’m finna cop me a crib, i need a house with a stable
Matter fact, i don’t need neighbors
It’s a one-way get in, you can’t get out

Last n#gg# ran in, he got sat down
She refer to me as mack now
If you talk out of turn, get smacked down
I’m for real, ain’t no playin’ around

But you know i ain’t never gon’ back down
Not a fool, i ain’t never gon’ back down
Not a fool, i ain’t never gon’ back down
Mr. this ain’t that, got racks on racks

They ain’t talk about money, dollar signs and checks
Gotta work a lil’ harder, just so i could flex
By the end of the year, i’ll be on their necks
Mr. blow it all, racks, throw ’em all

In a prada tee, she rock overalls
I want you proud of me, but i’m a petty dog
Take her overseas, she’ll never see my flaws, oh
Racks in, racks in, put ’em right there on the table

I’m finna cop me a crib, i need a house with a stable
Matter fact, i don’t need neighbors
It’s a one-way get in, you can’t get out
Last n#gg# ran in, he got sat down

I done seen you at your worse, i can’t even hate you
Rap-star for appearance, i’ll really save you
If i tell you all i did, you would be amazed too
Mr. this ain’t that, got racks on racks

They ain’t talk about money, dollar signs and checks
Gotta work a lil’ harder, just so i could flex
By the end of the year, i’ll be on their necks
Mr. blow it all, racks, throw ’em all

In a prada tee, she rock overalls
I want you proud of me, but i’m a petty dog
Take her overseas, she’ll never see my flaws, oh
Racks in, racks in, put ’em right there on the table

I’m finna cop me a crib, i need a house with a stable
Matter fact, i don’t need neighbors
It’s a one-way get in, you can’t get out
Last n#gg# ran in, he got sat down
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