Nayta — Other Girl

Nayta — Other Girl — lyrics

{intro}

All the bitches i’ve fucked, are nothin’ compared… to you
All the bitches i’ve fucked, are nothin’ compared… to you

{pre chorus}

Yeah!

Wiga ain’t the type of bitch to act like a groupie
Wiga ain’t the type to come second to a new bitch
Wiga never weavers under pressure, that’s who she is
Wiga makes a niggas life look like a movie

Wiga ain’t the type of bitch to act like a groupie
Wiga ain’t the type to come second to a nеw bitch
Wiga never weavеrs under pressure, that’s who she is
Wiga makes a niggas life look like a movie

{verse1}

Bragging and boasting
(boasting)
She’s not the type for bragging and boasting
(boasting)
Tagging and posting
(woah)
She’s up on the gram she’s tagging and posting
(posting)
We met on the media, she wasn’t oblivious, she only wanted a poking
(poking)
Acted inferior, made me superior, she had ulterior motives
(yeah)

All the emotions, she had all the vibes and all the emotions
She’s calling me daddy up on the gram, oh baby you got to be joking
(joking)
She acting all classy, but she a savage telling me about a boyfriend
(boyfriend)
I’m busy planning, thinking oh damnit i’m gonna get me some pussy

She told me to pull up, i did
(did)
I hit, i hit for real
(for real)
I thought i was playing the bitch but nigga the bitch was playing with me
(playing with me)
I got impressed for real
(for real)
I even made her my main bitch
(main bitch)
She knew how to play with the dick
And i knew all the spots to hit
(hit)

Bad bitch, wildin’
(wildin’)
Big dick, ride it
(ride it)
Now she blowing my phone telling me oh baby i want it
(mxm)
Nigga i… knew it
(knew it)
Now the bitch is a nuisance
(nuisance)
Man i hate when bitches trip
(yeah)
When bitches trip we fall apart

{chorus}

Wiga ain’t the type of bitch to act like a groupie
Wiga ain’t the type to come second to a new bitch
Wiga never weavers under pressure, that’s who she is
Wiga makes a niggas life look like a movie

Wiga ain’t the type of bitch to act like a groupie
(all the bitches i’ve fucked)
Wiga ain’t the type to come second to a new bitch
(are nothin’ compared…)
Wiga never weavers under pressure, that’s who she is
(to you)
Wiga makes a niggas life look like a movie

{verse2}

She wants me to hi…t!
(hit it)
So i hit it
I hit it so hard i could kill it
You’d swear i was making a living
From all of the hitting a nigga been giving
She wants me to… quit!
But i couldn’t
Yeah i was making a movie the cut scenes never knew em
I’ll be going tarantino

Now she got me on her bio with the rings and the fire
(and the fire)
I’m fulfilling her desires, i am all that she desires
I don’t see nobody flyer
Man i’m feeling like a squire coz i’m chasing after her like she’s
(prrr)
The only girl available

I can spot her a mile away
Man this girl is my type of bitch
And she’s trying with all her best
To be all that a nigga needs
And lately i be convinced
That baby you are a gift
You are truly a special gift but

Yeah
You deserve somebody better
We may have fell apart but i really don’t regret how
Me and you met
It was my favourite display of love in paradise
Though it was hell sometimes
(ey, ey, ey, ey)

{chorus}

Wiga ain’t the type of bitch to act like a groupie
Wiga ain’t the type to come second to a new bitch
Wiga never weavers under pressure, that’s who she is
Wiga makes a niggas life look like a movie

Wiga ain’t the type of bitch to act like a groupie
(all the bitches i’ve fucked)
Wiga ain’t the type to come second to a new bitch
(are nothin’ compared…)
Wiga never weavers under pressure, that’s who she is
(to you)
Wiga makes a niggas life look like a movie

Wiga ain’t the type of bitch to act like a groupie
(all the bitches i’ve fucked)
Wiga ain’t the type to come second to a new bitch
(are nothin’ compared…)
Wiga never weavers under pressure, that’s who she is
(to you)
Wiga makes a niggas life look like a movie

Wiga ain’t the type of bitch to act like a groupie
(all the bitches i’ve fucked)
Wiga ain’t the type to come second to a new bitch
(are nothin’ compared…)
Wiga never weavers under pressure, that’s who she is
(to you)
Wiga makes a niggas life look like a movie