Nasty C Palm trees lyric

Palm trees

Nasty C Nasty C
28 August 2020
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Nasty C Palm trees Lyrics

[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 motherfuckin' 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 cups

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 fuck up

They got me fuck, the fucked up

I just buss down, you a buster (Yessir)

I'm a bonafide hustler

Bend a bitch over like hut-hut

In the strip club 'cause I love butts

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 flick a bitch bean, I’m the clit guru

Rest in peace OG, a nigga gone too soon

Lotta Hollywood bitches wanna fuck Zulu (Hrrr)

Zulu Man (Hrrr)

Hoppin' out the new-new (Skrr)

My bitch coo coo and my bucks bukoo

You gon' have a problem fuckin' with the new school


[Chorus]

Sike sike sike sike sike sike sike

Sike the fuck up

They got me fuck, the fucked up

I just buss down, you a buster (Yessir)

I'm a bonafide hustler

Bend a bitch over like hut-hut

In the strip club 'cause I love butts

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 motherfuckin' diamond, bet my chain lookin' like a noose on me




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