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lirik lagu nightmares of the bottom (triggamix) – trey songz

“nightmares of the bottom (triggamix)”

oh, let me hold dat beat though.
you see i’m simply complicated like a free throw
you’re so not so my equal, you love her but i’m f*cking her
i repo the freak hoe
my b*tch bad, badder than yours
i’m big sh*t, n*gg*, elephant terds
i give a f*ck about whatever you heard,
cause dumb f*cks speak irrelevant words
you say you’re fire, but you never get burnt,
got now and next, so it’s never your turn!
i swear you silly mother f*ckers gonna learn,
it’s like bein a man like me is gonna learn i want my money like the n*gg* big worm
nightmares that rubber busts and my d*ck burn.
i swear i’ll be talking to hoes so stern you see you gotta set em straight, no perm
stallion, b*tch, might throw in the barn,
no bullsh*t, like i’m cleaning up the farm…
i’m so heroine, needle in the arm,
you’re so maraline, get off my john!
f. kennedy, f enemies, you small things i should spend less energy!
after all we all know they are just mini me’s
hey say trey where the b*tches and the henessy
your negativity such a bad tendency,
cause baby momma saying let your baby swim in me
fraud n*gg*r, i don’t know how to pretend to be
no, expect what you accept, respect what you regret
give your best and nothin less
yes, even when you’re dealing with the stress
if this is one thing that i want, i’m talking about with a blank check
i’m rich but i ain’t bank yet,
money on my mind, but i ain’t think yet
i’m balling but i ain’t dunk yet,
i’m buzzing, but i ain’t drunk yet,
all i do is sh*t you never did
but i still ain’t don’t sh*t yet!
fresh until my death, i’m gettin right move to the left!
smoke a lot, ya n*gg*r you’re so dead,
got a bad b*tch, with a bad b*tch, i’m a savage p*ssy on they breath
swear i had the camera set, my life is a movie and i do be camera fresh
i’m over, over dosing, my mental is over loading,
if the link is over loadin, baby you just hit refresh!
i met with the future last week, and they said you won’t be there!
i figure, i should tell you know, so you won’t be scared!
i kill a rapper, every sentence, no it don’t be fair,
i got bars, every sentence, and i want de-chair
you rockin pumas i’m at zuma eating lobster rolls
all the model b*tches with me strike a awkward pose
lyrical drills, cracking reefer call it rock’n roll
n*gg*r say they on my heels soft, so they doctor scholls
no physicians, prescription, is worth submitted for this uhm
sickness, i’m spitting, just listen i’m charles d*ckens’!
nothin for pretty women, i’m sticking my large d*ck in
dreams of rihanna and nicky minaj licking.
i’m tripping, i’m tripping i never fall down
hey, shout to all the red bottoms, that’s really all though
or even faker, they fake cause, i just f*ck her, but he ate her
he’s a sucker, now he hate a mother f*cker cause i’m greater!
you n*gg*s vanilla wafers i’ll gobble ya whole squadron my unborn sons never made it, cause she swallowed em
after that she hollerin, she’s thinking about some collagen injections
suggestin i’m investing the scene as she garglin.
she thinks she’s my bottom b*tch hillary ridemish
keep the green growing, hoes diggin in my garden sh*t
hoes digging in my garden sh*t!
my flow murderous, i should touch jada to kiss em,
kill a rapper, make the n*gg* tell biggie i miss him!
energy, few bodies, n*gg*rs that envy me, dude,
many of you have the tendency to mimic my moves
isn’t it true? in him is something that you wish was in you
no start b*tton, won’t pause for nothing,
i ain’t spitting, i’m throwing up, cause you n*gg*r’s disgusting!
these b*tches is l*sting you n*gg*s is cuffin,
new young and flashy n*gg*r i feel like dashin jigga,
nine six so glorious or puff daddy and notorious
in nine five before he died my hustles grand
i’m tippin dro i need a ts chain i’m pun and joe
i just f*ck a lot i’m not a playa
hold up, yeah, so like pun and joe
oh i paved the way for em, layaway flow em
ya whole style borrowed
bring my sh*t back tomorrow
i’m what you mens ain’t
just keep the ben frank
you ain’t getting the picture, get your lens changed,
get your lens chained!

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