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nasty c - palm trees lyrics

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[intro]
b+b+bankroll got it

[refrain]
i got jewels on me
expensive ass shoes on me
i might have a deuce on me
choose on me, lil’ mami gon’ make the move on me
don’t get no glue on me
i done gassed this hoe up, now she gettin’ rude on me
it’s over, i’m cool, on me
death by a motherf+ckin’ diamond, bet my chain lookin’ like a noose on me

[verse 1]
giddy up, giddy up, giddy up
la, palm trees
all i see is c cups, d cups
e cups, lean ups
dirty money still gettin’ cleaned up (yeah)
you could be allergic to a million other things
all i really wanna know is do you eat nuts? (yeah)
my chain make ’em freeze up like police gun
la, palm trees

[chorus]
sike sike sike sike sike sike sike
sike the f+ck up
they got me f+ck, the f+cked up
i just buss down, you a buster (yessir)
i’m a bonafide hustler
bend a b+tch over like hut+hut
in the strip club ’cause i love b+tts
whole lotta ones gettin’ chucked up

[verse 2]
fixed circle, fixed circle, fixed circled, fixed, ooh
typical, ghetto kid, i rock the grills even though i get terrible lisp
typical, ghetto kid, might hit the shower three times, just to switch up the fits
don’t make me call up the pits, somebody put one on your chest like vicks
got big tit chicks, in the sheets, ooh+ooh
i need a slit+wrist whip, suicide, ooh+ooh
i fl!ck a b+tch bean, i’m the cl+t guru
rest in peace og, a n+gga gone too soon
lotta hollywood b+tches wanna f+ck zulu (hrrr)
zulu man (hrrr)
hoppin’ out the new+new (skrr)
my b+tch coo coo and my bucks bukoo
you gon’ have a problem f+ckin’ with the new school

[chorus]
sike sike sike sike sike sike sike
sike the f+ck up
they got me f+ck, the f+cked up
i just buss down, you a buster (yessir)
i’m a bonafide hustler
bend a b+tch over like hut+hut
in the strip club ’cause i love b+tts
whole lotta ones gettin’ chucked up

[refrain]
i got jewels on me
expensive ass shoes on me
i might have a deuce on me
choose on me, lil’ mami gon’ make the move on me
don’t get no glue on me
i done gassed this hoe up, now she gettin’ rude on me
it’s over, i’m cool, on me
death by a motherf+ckin’ diamond, bet my chain lookin’ like a noose on me



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