Young Nudy – Nun To Do (Audio, Lyrics)

Date 2022-08-17

Category Foreign Music, Lyrics, New Music

American rapper, Quantavious Tavario Thomas, known as Young Nudy unveils the “Nun To Do” song off the EA Monster project. The piece was produced by Mojo Krazy & WhatItDoFlip.

Young Nudy Ea Monster

Young Nudy Ea Monster

“Nun To Do” sets the tone for “EA Monster”body of work where the 29-year-old Young Nudy shares plenty of bars about his bold rapper lifestyle.

The project also includes Young Nudy’s previously released collaboration with BabyDrill on “Duntsane,” which fans received an accompanying music video for several months back.

Young Nudy – Nun To Do (prod. Mojo Krazy & WhatItDoFlip)

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Mojo, that motherfucker crazy)
We outer space with it
We spaced the fuck out (WhatItDoFlip, spaced the fuck out)
Know what I mean?
EA Monster (Pour me up, my man, pour me up, yeah)
(Krazy, boy)
Word, nigga

[Chorus]
Geek up and roll up and pop me a pill (Yeah)
Pour me up a cup, I poured out the seal (Pour me up)
In the trap, nigga tryna make some deals (Make some deals)
Everybody know I’m tryna make some mills (Yeah, make some mills)
Record label had to meet me in the ‘partment, yeah, I’m at the top of the hill (Top of the hill)
I’m showin’ ’em that this shit is for real (For real)
I’m gangster, my nigga, that’s just how I live (That’s how I live)
I do not listen what a nigga say
I do what I wanna do, that’s end of day (That’s end of day)
It’s too late for me to go sell my soul, my soul in the street, really shot niggas in the face (Yeah)
I done been questioned ’bout some murder cases
I done been questioned ’bout some situations
Made it out the most craziest places
Never snitched in that situation (Never)

[Verse]
All these niggas fakin’, they so fugazi (Huh?)
Niggas actin’ like they so up, they made it (Damn)
Nigga ain’t even made a hundred thousand (What?)
You actin’ like you runnin’ shit, is you crazy? (Is you crazy?)
Got my first hundred, I thought that I made it (Thought that I made it)
I found out that shit was nothin’, streets had played me (Streets had played me)
Make this shit back-to-back, it’s on the daily (Yeah)
Loaded bank account, that bitch goin’ crazy (Bitch goin’ crazy)
Business manager tell me not to go brazy
Ready to show these motherfuckers I made it (Bitch, I made it)
Give ’em a reason to hate me (Yeah)
Nigga talk about me everyday, keep me up achin’ (Achin’)
I’m makin’ money these niggas ain’t makin’ (Nah)
Thinkin’ ’bout the times when 12 had to chase me (12 had to chase me)
Steppin’ on the stage, I’m makin’ a bag, I’m chasin’ this bag, makin’ money daily (Make money daily)
Makin’ ’em stressed out, this shit goin’ crazy (Yeah)
Itchin’ to kill me, they wanna come face me (Ooh)
Don’t got the nuts or the guts to come try it (Pussy)
I am itchin’ for you niggas to die (Really)
Ain’t no bitchin’ when them bullets gon’ fly (Nah)
Ain’t no missin’ when I’m sendin’ them shots off
Call up your bitch and I’m gettin’ my rocks off (Gettin’ my rocks off)
She want this sausage, she don’t want no hotdog (Don’t want no hotdog)
She want some profit, she know that I got it all (Yeah)
I’m in a different league, show buddy how to ball
I’m the nigga that your bitch wanna call
She know I get money, don’t give the bitch none at all (Nah)
Know she gon’ suck me up, baby, I’m big dog (I’m big dog)
Know that I’m big slime, know that big eight-ball (Big slime)
And I got shooters dressed in all black like eight-ball (Yeah)
I’m in EA where this shit never safe, dog (Yeah)
And I keep Drac’, man, I call it Drakesha (Drakesha)
She gon’ protect me every time I need her (Every time I need her)
She gon’ never mind when I gotta squeeze her (Yeah)
Hate when I switch up them bitches and leave her
Talk to the Glock, man, they say treat us equal
Thirty workin’ better, fuckin’ over people (Fuckin’ over people)

[Interlude]
Goddamn, Doctor Evil (Goddamn)

[Chorus]
Geek up and roll up and pop me a pill (Yeah)
Pour me up a cup, I poured out the seal (Pour me up)
In the trap, nigga tryna make some deals (Make some deals)
Everybody know I’m tryna make some mills (Yeah, make some mills)
Record label had to meet me in the ‘partment, yeah, I’m at the top of the hill (Top of the hill)
I’m showin’ ’em that this shit is for real (For real)
I’m gangster, my nigga, that’s just how I live (That’s how I live)
I do not listen what a nigga say
I do what I wanna do, that’s end of day (That’s end of day)
It’s too late for me to go sell my soul, my soul in the street, really shot niggas in the face (Yeah)
I done been questioned ’bout some murder cases
I done been questioned ’bout some situations
Made it out the most craziest places
Never snitched in that situation (Never)

[Outro]
Yeah, nigga, yeah, nigga

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