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nostalgic - pinkpanthress كلمات أغنية

[intro]
yeah
b_tches bussin’
(b_tch!)
(ah_yeah, let do it)
(ha, yeah, let do it)
(ah_yeah)
(let’s go)
yeah

[hook]
put a red beam on your head like you laying down praising allah
in dior, got me praising to god (hot)
7.62 hit him in his noggin
his body blue’s clues, they don’t know where to find it (sheesh)
lamb of god, aventador my garage
run it up like a 4_way stop (d_mn)
oh, he tryna beat me?
we gon’ knock off his dreads like he tryna join jrotc
aye, life’s like a whip, get your top dropped
in the studio tryna spin, get your top spot
aye, pull up out the whip, make his car stop
we’ll smoke you inside your car, thats a hot box
everybody got the knock on you
o’melly freestyle when i drop on you
aye, i’ma shoot you and your kinfolk
ain’t no chris brown when i hit it on tempo
[verse]
yeah, i switch it, nintendo
m ’round the neck, stop playing with us memph’ folk
yeah, suck it up then
f_ck it up, yeah, run it up, yeah
pump it up (wassup)
buck it up then
buck it up, no flocking, it’s up then (f_ck ’em up!)
muscle up, no fakin’, get tough then
uppercut, now his t__th don’t function
(toasty!)
everybody got the knock on him
put the work around the block, glockoma
’bout to carnival the drop top on ’em
[?]
tryna drop mom a stack, gon’ be head of the house
(real talk, you understand me?)
yeah, tryna drop mom a stack, gon’ be the head of the house
i don’t care about what y’all be talkin’ ’bout
f in the chat, overseas in a thotty mouth
d_ck turkey leg, she gon’ suck it off the bone
yeah, got good mouth ’cause she quiet as soon as i take her home
i don’t wanna hear none of that “bae” or nothing, you just top ten
everything you got me doing is top tier, yeah she top tier

[hook]
put a red beam on your head like you laying down praising allah (woo)
in dior, got me praising to god (hot)
7.62 hit him in his noggin (yeah)
his body blue’s clues, they don’t know where to find it (b_tch!)
lamb of god, aventador my garage (yeah, let do it)
run it up like a 4_way stop (yeah, let do it)
oh, he tryna beat me?
we gon’ knock off his dreads like he tryna join jrotc
aye, life’s like a whip, get your top dropped
in the studio tryna spin, get your top spot
aye, pull up out the whip, make his car stop
we’ll smoke you inside your car, thats a hot box
everybody got the knock on you
o’melly freestyle when i drop on you
aye, i’ma shoot you and your kinfolk
ain’t no chris brown when i hit it on tempo
[outro]
(b_tch!)

- nostalgic

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