buc na$ty – nebula lyrics
(trizzle on the track)
[intro: buc na$ty]
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
ok…
[chorus: buc na$ty]
hop in the nebula
stars in the wraith goin’ nebula
stars in the wraith goin’ nebula
need a pickup hit my cellular
need a pickup hit my cellular
i cannot f-ck with no regular b-tch
i cannot f-ck with no regular whip
i need that b-tch going nebula
[verse 1: buc na$ty]
yuh
sp-ce odyssey whip, yuh
jupiter b-tch on my d-ck
astronaut how i take off on my whip
sippin’ on you’s my rocket ship, yuh
cup got me interstellar
sippin’ on tesseron you sippin’ on stella
whippin’ the wraith and you whippin’ the jetta
n-ggas is salty we gettin’ that chedda’, woo
hop out the milky way
mayweather money it’s heavyweight
too many b-tches i alternate
coupe pressed the b-tton and activate
hotbox the whip yeah we fumigate
smokin’ on stank and i elevate
b-tch throw it back and i penetrate
n-ggas on [?] like we goin’ to stay
uh, yeah, rich -ss n-gga
tell that b-tch to f-ck with a rich -ss n-gga
imma…
[chorus: buc na$ty]
hop in the nebula
stars in the wraith goin’ nebula
stars in the wraith goin’ nebula
need a pickup hit my cellular
need a pickup hit my cellular
i cannot f-ck with no regular b-tch
i cannot f-ck with no regular whip
i need that b-tch going nebula
[verse 2: slappy]
hop in the nebula
when you see me you know i’m not regular
when you see him he is no compet-tor
she’s a seven you need to do better, bruh
f-ck that b-tch man i bring her to heaven, yuh
f-ck that b-tch and i bring her to heaven, yuh
f-ck that b-tch and i bring in the h-ll
put the bars on you and now you in jail, hey, hey
all of these b-tches be wishin’
they wishin’ to come with me, get a mission
i’m reelin’ in b-tches like i’m goin’ fishin’
i’m stackin’ the millions
stack it to the ceiling
these b-tches be with it
huh
so watch how i hop in the chevy bruh
skrrt off like a porsche 911 yuh
huh
don’t get the dirt on yuh
hey
all these n-ggas is slow
all these n-ggas is old
all these n-ggas don’t know
all these n-ggas really faux
i got the chopper and the gold
(two gunshots)
extended clip no reload
leave your face lookin’ swole
that’s a dot, not a mole
you need to drop down low
before your head get blowed
i drive that b-tch like it’s stole
(oh, that’s nasty)
[chorus: buc na$ty]
hop in the nebula
stars in the wraith goin’ nebula
stars in the wraith goin’ nebula
need a pickup hit my cellular
need a pickup hit my cellular
i cannot f-ck with no regular b-tch
i cannot f-ck with no regular whip
i need that b-tch going nebula
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