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cgedalo - nasty lyrics

nasty lyrics
got some heat in the trunk
yeah i’m cooking it up yeah
got some heat in the trunk
that i’m cooking

got some heat in the trunk
now new melodies
i’m the chosen one
i do this sh+t for fun

i’m the only one
make it nasty quickly don’t be silly
spray ya block y’all look real friendly
don’t try me you can’t buy me
gotta find me in the red coupe

that’s my boo looking pretty new
yeah i got the juice yeah cooking up
f+cking up turning up don’t give a f+ck
don’t give a f+ck

f+ck love f+ck hate just waiting on the day
i get signed ain’t none on my level
i pedal to the metal
get the shovel i’m a rebel
say no more where’s the medal
i’m rich like the kettle
uh lets put it to the test
give that sh+t a rest (rest)
every song i put out is pure flames ah
in my own lane swerving through the way
no signal like sprint i’m doing the dash
fifty yard copped a benz
f+ck you n+ggas ain’t none of y’all my mans
king kong chinchilla feel like godzilla

short n+gga, but my head bigger
fifty fingers on the trigger now i’m feeling like jigga
hugs and kisses on the neck
do you really wet wet
tongue you down get to s+x s+x
i’m trying get a check check
now we next next fly on a jet jet mm (woo)

said touch her p+ssy like pet pet (ah) and we just met met
b+tch i’m from the south watch ya d+mn mouth
for you get your ass kicked (out) got a big mouth
low key like crisp

i got some heat in the trunk and i’m f+cking it up
make it nasty make it make it nasty
got some heat in the trunk and i’m f+cking it up
make it nasty make it make it nasty
shoot me and you miss ain’t never seen this pass the ball
you can’t hit 20 shots that’s all you got
cge we go big in a bedroom full of 10s yeah
we will finish our free shot if not then she’s a thot
tell em bring it by the block boy that sh+t is hot
cross you off an go outside
come on tour i’ll be your guide
cge we pretty fly just call me that f+cking guy
just call me that f+cking guy
i’m too fly test me and you might die die
i’m too fly like a kite coming through with all my might
dis me and we gone fight your girlfriend i’m f+cking every night

that’s a fact got the money on my lap and the mac aye
got it like that cge on the map
yeah run that sh+t back too+lies on the map
phone call i might just tap straight like that that that
lil n+gga got the sack
never writing my raps only spitting from the dome
i came from thomas stone
shorty l!ck me like a cone my b+lls freezing k!ll a n+gga no reason

happy holidays b+tch tis the season b+tch tis the season
happy holidays b+tch tis the season ho ho
let her go little n+gga that’s a no no no
diamonds on me and i’m froze froze froze aye
diamonds on me and i’m froze froze froze aye
make it make it make it
i said i got some heat in the trunk and i’m f+cking it up
make it nasty make it make it nasty
body bag sh+t i might bag a b+tch
yeah body bag b+tch
shout out ace hood

- cgedalo lyrics

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