Hang Wit’ Uncle Murda (Ft. Chanti McCoy & Que Banz)

[Intro: Que Banz]
(Woo)
(Brrrt)
(Woo)
She jus wanna hang wit a nigga like
(Que Banz!)
(Woo)

[Chorus: Que Banz]
She just wanna hang with a nigga
Said ima call her back, she think I ain't gon' hit her like
She just wanna hang with a nigga
In the club, good smoke, good drank with a nigga like
She up on the gram
She flex for the cash
She jus wanna hang with a nigga like
She think I'm her man, she don't understand
Keep tryna hang with a nigga like

[Verse 1: Uncle Murda]
She jus wanna hang with a nigga
Left the baby in the house without a babysitter like woah
Seen her in the club, gave her a little hug
She got mad cuz I ain't wanna kiss her like no!
Shawty annoying I'm bout curve her
Oh she be stressing a nigga like
Its 5 in the morning I'm laid up with wifey
Shawty be texting a nigga like
I ain't never tried to cuff her yea I said I love her but that was during sex my nigga like
She be like you lie, you lied , sounding like flex my nigga like
She all on the gram all on the snap chill baby girl you gon make it hot
I bought her a bag I'm talking Chanel
Yea the same one young thug got
She talking bout a threesome cuz I like threesomes
Baby girl know what a nigga like
Telling me to call a girl over she jus wanna see who I'm fucking so she can start a fight like
She tried to gas me
She not that nasty
She be tryna outsmart a nigga like
Told her call her bff over so I can bend her over and
She can join in whenever she like
(Woah)