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natalac – everytime you see us lyrics

pgeezy (yeeeaah) this is the most intisapated record label of the decade trap underground/natalac records. (bring it on) hold up a minute if you ain’t natalac (yeeeaah) he pimpin them broads and bringin the staaacks back then you should never be on this track n-gg-. we represent south cak as a whole. (let’s go) check the grama-fi-cation (go to work pgeezy) capitalize on ya’ll boys! (yeeeaah)

[chorus:]
every time you see us (yeeeaah)
i know you get mad (yeeeaah)
cause we do da foot work (yeeeaah)
and you can’t do the math (that’s right)
extra heavy duty in this game for life (life)
super stupid super tight rockin on the mic

every time you see us (yeeeaah)
i know you get mad (yeeeaah)
cause we do da foot work (yeeeaah)
and you can’t do the math (the math)
extra heavy duty (duty) in this game for life
super stupid super tight rockin on the mic

[verse 1:]
comin from the south cak is kinda hard
cause people out cha they be wantin you scarred
but not me i’m boss ballin my lil cousin boss strong
we out cha we out cha to ring the alarm
to sweep the street from all that kayos
all that madness broke to blessed
a real n-gg- havin thangs and
i ain’t talkin bout no bling bling
i’m talkin bout your health and your wealth
knowledge of self to gain power and wealth
i’m catchin bees with honey honey with bees
to rotatin my money cause ain’t nothin funny
cause being broke a thing of the past
twenty inches on the stretched jag t.v. screens
so i know why they mad so with b-tterfly doors
huntin fatigues they know who we be
stars in the flesh the best out the west makin them clowns confess
alligator sou-flee then i hit the highway cathedral

[chorus: x2]
every time you see us i know you get mad (yeah)
cause we do da foot work (yeah)
and you can’t do the math (the math)
extra heavy duty in this game for life (life)
super stupid super tight rockin on the mic (thats right)

[verse 2:]
pray to g.o.d. to make my dreams come true
my stretch s impala is all blue i still bang screw
i’m so true to myself i’m so true to my family
i’m so true to my fans i’m so true to my dog
natalac the pimp of the city posted up with yo boy aka
frank nitty gettin bank smokin dang cause ya boy don’t drank nothin but j.rog’et spumante everytime i thank
i usta eat peanut b-tter sandwhich the a survival kit
now the family rich i’m runnin the game and i can’t quit
rule the game up with a iron fist better schools
better where we livin look at the nation it’s jammed tight
like russel but not our team we flyin tonight
in the south cakalac i know natalac the real natalac
that put the south cak on the map b–tch.

everytime you see us (yeeeaah)
i know you get mad (yeeeaah)
cause we do da foot work (yeeeaah)
and you can’t do the math (the math)
extra heavy duty (duty) in this game for life
super stupid super tight rockin on the mic

[verse 3:]
everytime you see us i know you get mad
when i step on the seen all the ladies glad
kids lookin at me sayin hey step dad
got haters on the stove in the pot with the crabs
i bring jesus with me enimies get dragged
get my suits out the cleaners (yeeeaah)
and still poppin tags
stacks from the money girls fill up the bag
i just bought a vehical i need a bigger bag
natalac records is the label does that
my natalac chain i wear it like a flag
even other labels say step dad’s bad they call me
o.g. or uncle or just nat
pgeezy sent the limo to get natalac
nat on the track bring back more staaacks
somethin for the haters for actin so bad
an extra heavy duty super stupid pimp slap!

- natalac lyrics

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