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premadonna - nice lyrics

[intro: rich homie quan & premadonna]
premadonna, i hope you’re ready baby
you already know who this
rich homie quan
woah woah woah woah (woah)
woah woah woah woah (woah)
woah woah woah woah, woah woah

[chorus: rich homie quan & premadonna]
nice lil -ss back there can’t even fit in the jeans she got on
pocket full of cash only, i want your money, i don’t want patrón, duh
i’m tryna get you drunk lil thing, tryna get you in your zone
boy i can buy my own drinks, matter fact pull a b-tch up to the bank
you’re looking really s-xy over there, you know you want it n-gga
i ain’t gon’ lie baby girl, come get it
i want to, i want to, am i scarin’ you?
i ain’t scared of sh-t, rock with it
rock rock rock rock, get it
rock rock rock rock, get it
rock rock rock rock, get it
rock rock rock rock, get it

[verse 1: premadonna & trick daddy]
what you pullin’ out your cash for? (’cause it’s mine)
what you lookin’ at my -ss for? (you done got fine)
i came to give them n-ggas what they want but i’m natural
nothing like your last ho
i’m the type that’ll sit on your face
spit on your d-ck then hit on your b-tch
i ain’t never been a jealous ho
i’m tris-xual, we can share that ho (ooh-wee)
my p-ssy got expensive taste
thirty-six c cups, but what’s to waste?
came up on some pimping sh-t
then turned right around tryna wife a b-tch (ha ha)
i got they -ss like a pillow top
and this jiggalo jiggle like jello shots
i need a n-gga with a big old c-ck
with that good old jugg so i can get on top

[pre-chorus: rich homie quan & premadonna]
who the f-ck said you was a hood girl
my game when i was married
i was just tryna buy you a drink
might knock on my name girl l you said ask me
you know you the baddest, your att-tude nasty
i apologize how i treat you, but my demeanor cl-ssy

[chorus: rich homie quan & premadonna]
you’re looking really s-xy over there, you know you want it n-gga
i ain’t gon’ lie baby girl, come get it
i want to, i want to, am i scarin’ you?
i ain’t scared of sh-t, rock with it
rock rock rock rock, get it
rock rock rock rock, get it
rock rock rock rock, get it
rock rock rock rock, get it

[bridge: rich homie quan & premadonna]
rock with it, want you to rock with it
you ain’t never had nothin’ this gushy
rock with it, want you to rock with it
you ain’t never had nothin’ this gushy (gushy)

[verse 2: trick daddy & premadonna]
i need a girl that’s cornfed
eat the rice and beans with her cornbread (that’s me)
one that’s clean, pet-te
so i can kiss her feet and make her bite the sheets (ow)
step to her like what up boo?
how is you? is you okay?
i’m a n-gga out the county dade
from now on b-tch, i’m your bae (okay)
anybody with a problem with it
got somethin’ to say, tell ’em say it to me
and if i’m your bae, you my b-tch
who you know more player than me? (ha ha)
thug n-gga my pedigree
my tongue be the best kind of therapy (ow)
i’m a n-gga that’ll l!ck the tw-t and get you nice and hot
and then hit the spot (ow)

[outro: rich homie quan & premadonna]
that’s right too
premadonna, what’s up?
i think you got you one baby
i ain’t gon’ even lie
this right here
is some of that luke shake your booty sh-t
you know what i mean?
nah, some of that, uh, trick sh-t (ha ha)
i brought that miami sh-t back
from the 404 to the 305 (305, 305)
ha ha, pre, rich homie quan

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