Lyrics:
remember Vine
It's nasty
Cash rules everything around me
C.R.E.A.M., get the money
Dolla dolla bill y'all, y'all
Of course all the hardcore heads
a nasty bitch
I tell her touch it
She gonna try and grab the dick
I bust a nut
It's soft, she get it back hard
The police kick in the door she
sold out the garden
Life's a bitch and then you die, that's why we get high
'Cause you never know when you're gonna go
Life's a bitch and then you
Forest run!
Told that pussy little boy I wasn't goin for nothing!
My stick got a sun on it!
You get what you want from it!
Boom boom boom boom!
That bitch
invincible
My armor is impenetrable, criminal
Prime, by myself I'm only divisible
Better know if you look right past me
That it can get all nasty
And then
(words t.bryn/music t.bryn, brad nack)
(temptation rap by m. brooke)
The beat of love is a nasty one.
It's a flame from the devils fire.
'cause
water, that pussy like water
Boy that pussy like water, that pussy like water
Boy that pussy like water, that pussy like water
Boy that pussy like water,
I fight me a clown
Switch on the back of the Glock, shi, shi
Bows get sold by the pound
Niggas be lackin', hop out in traffic with ah drum
You know
electric a nigga don't need drive
I just really wanna drive around in a range ya
I just really think I wanna get paid
Lemme tell you things I would do just
nothin but good livin
Got a house on the lake, waterfalls on our estate
Behind electric gates, just me and you baby
Verse 3:
Big boy livin, hurt feelins',
but I can get the job done all by myself yeah
You can come along but I can get the job done all by myself yeah
Hey boy gonna go to work and stimulate
swiping up to get with chicks who only 12
Then this nigga called his boy
Damn he need some back up
Like a cop (cop) (Like a fed)
Damn he really need some
looked at me silly
I told her aye
This where I come from
Look wild but I promise
That you gon dumb fun
I was raised by the gun
Real young
So baby I ain’t
get it, I do
Electric , they feel when I step in the room
Yeah, shots make a nigga boogie-woogie
Wipe, wipe your nose just like you had a boogie
If it's
hello nasty where you been
It's time you brought the grimy beats out the dungeon
I jumped outside the house with my Walkman on
I get so hyped when I hear
all turn to
A mellow kinda fellow but in the past he
Been known to get a attitude and get right nasty
Snatch the wax, it's a fact not a figment
homo, y'all some pains in the asses
Get turned to toast like raising your glasses
When I'm on stage, girls swing from the rafters
Often nasty like
fame (You a lame)
I don't give a fuck if I ever blow up
As long as I get my change
Yeah, Prada, Balenci' on me
(On me) , Chanelly the frames (Woo)
Boy
what the hell
Let's get up on our hotel
Doin the nasty, all night long
Make your body scream and moan
Tell your man that we're some kin
Play it
guided you
One by one, you recovered your emotions
And became self aware
This is my gift to you, boy
The question of life have found its answer
If you can
double l
Put that shit on big luck debonair
If I go broke I get saved by the bells
Something like slater
You simp for attention I'm keeping it playa
Off
what you see is what you get bitch
Turn the lights off i got her charged off electric
She down by law all she do is respect it
She be at my neck so i
the whip, while thinking 'bout some other shit
The closer that we get is when it turns into a mother ship
Mood swings at times got her asking 'bout another
all turn to
A mellow kinda fellow but in the past he
Been known to get a attitude and get right nasty
Snatch the wax, it's a fact not a figment
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