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lirik lagu nasty – gwallababy

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[chorus: gwallababy]
lil b*tch i gotta it make it (nasty)
i love it when she buss it down an call me (daddy)
my b*tch ain spanish but she sometimes call me (papi )
dat p*ssy wet an sticky icky like iss (sappin)
dat kitty so good swearr to god it had me (nappin)
i don’t share woods but dat coochi make me (pass it)
dat sh*t b hittin different oh my god (fantastic )
when i see her walkin past wit dat ass an (smack it)

[verse 1: gwallababy]
actin like u poppin get u popped juss lik a (addy)
when i get da package imma flip it like a (patty)
won’t stop ,finna run it up (madden)
trynna f*ck up what u got dat sh*t will never (happen)
people holding grudges always living in da (pass tense)
gotta let it go cut off an any loose (attachments)
ha ha dat sh*t it got me (laughing)
people rеally hatin cause i got various (talents)
i juss wanna grind it out an get past any (havocs)
shinе juss like a (patek) pockets full (cabbage)
i maintain focus n get past bad (habits)
n f*ck a hit all of my tracks dey b (classics)
wanna amomar bougette da ones dat lookin (flashy)
word around my town deez people wanna come n (slap me)
mama never raised b*tch lil n*gga so was (happening)
i got me real short temper press my b*ttons denn i’m (spazzing )
[verse 2: gwallababy]
n i told ya lil boys i ain knew (to dis)
in da trap moving weights so i’m stayin (fit)
im gaining weight in da trap n*gga f*ck a (gym)
n i’m trynna ball like dem rappers (did)
countin up blue bejimans ain no counter (fit)
look at my drip an my fit when i’m walking (in)
if i get roped ain no way dat i’m tellin (sh*t)
i mind my business an focus on gettin (rich )

ion*really care bout what he or (she do)
i’m trapping makin plays in bocca serving on my (sea doo)
n*ggas like plastic bags man dey (see threw)
pop out on em wit dat won’t wanna (b you )
you n*ggas dirty eatin b*tches p*ssy knowin d*mn well dat sh*t smell like (sea food )
got n*ggas salty juss like (pringles)
i got em (hot) homi chill out an juss b cool
i’m on da (block) wit all my gwalla (n*ggas)
juss got off da phone wit shlump talkin bout sum (figures)
i said less run it up f*ckk dem hatin ( jiggas)
dey dont kno what we on we ain hangin (wit em)
if dat boy wanting smoke den i’ll bring a (chillum)
i ain sayin no names but i might (k!ll em)
b*tch i want me an viper no snake (venom)
but dey hate on my grind yet i’m big ( chillen)
n i don’t get why dey trynna f*ck up my (position) but u know iss always f*ck da (opposition)
n i also don’t get why people b (switching )dey b so fake like sum d*mn hair (extensions )
so i take a step toward an keep my (distance)
watch me roll wood an get high to da (ceiling)
only reason why i smokes so i can (feel it)
when i’m sober i cannot cope wit my feelings
[verse 3 :gwallababy]
anion give 2 f*cks what y’all think (im on)
i copped me new jorden 9 retro (pantones)
deez n*ggas talk sh*t but only bout it (threw phones )
da fawk is y’all doin like lil bruh (come on )
from smokin (exotic )
gave me all dis (knowledge)
yea i wrote dis song but it was off da (dome)
u want it i got it slide over n cop but if u try sum den i’m takin a (soul)

i said i’m really (popping yea)
n no one has (stopped me yet)
most of y’all goofies sum muhh f*ckin (copy cats )
do u (copy that )
i b up on all right writin all these verses because i got (insomniac)
da sh*t dat goes on in my brain so insane i might think an go into (cardiac)
stuck in my mind everyday put a smile on face so nun of my n*ggas came see me (sad)

but n*gga f*ck dat i ain gon talk a bout (feelings )
imma tell ya one thing i been striving for a (million)
an no ones gonna f*ck up what i got n iss knot an i can see it clearly cause ukno dat gwalla got da (vision)
all you hear in pc gwallababy in dey (system)
i’m juss trynna spread da word an my rap a (k!lling)
an people think i feel sum type way when dey all hate but ion (feel em )
but if i see dey ass in public best juss kno dat i’m gonn (steal em)
i feel like a dough man how i’m gettin (cake)
foot on da gass ain got time for no (breaks)
i ain hear to argue ain hear to (debate)
i’m juss trynna put blu bejis in my (bank)
smokin exotic dat sh*t got good (stank)
n i faked da dump pass hit his ass wit da (flank )
henny in my cup but b*tch i barely even (drank)
i don’t give 2 f*cks what a n*gga (think)
we gon tie em up make em walk da (plank)
he begging for his life lil bruh give me a (break)
u shoulda thought 2 times before for f*ckin wit (me)
now say ya prayers god an bye to all ya (mates)
cause iss garuneteed dat he ain gon see (today)
u shoulda seen the look i brought upon his (face)
before i knew i was boutta catch a (case)
but next i knew it my ass was (awake )

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