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Wavehi - Nuketown lyrics

Artist: Wavehi

album: Nuketown


Clipped

Bitch, I'm really want them shits now
Give a fuck about a bitch? No, I don't play 'round
Bitch, you always talk shit, you get sprayed down
Pull up with the gat, turn your house into nuketown
Pull a deuce out, let it loose now, 22, make the boy dance every shoe, wow
Girl, what the shoes 'bout? Make a couple racks, watch her choose now (yeah)
Make a couple racks to show these bitches what the room 'bout
Ready? I'm ready, we'll be mobbin' through the city
Check in, heavy, I'm Chevy, I'm the beast here with the patek
Need a medic? I'm ready, wanna score? Then I'ma set it
You could bet it, aesthetic, got me puffin' like a Yeti
Pussy, shut the fuck up, you not with that
Body lookin' stuck up, put yo' shit back
Body do a backflip, and so I sitback
You don't wanna act shit, you wouldn't live that
I pull out the clip, bitch, pussy boy, I push yo' shit back
Take a look at how your bitches in your city act behind your back
Sucker punch and soak bitch, and I ain't rich now
Virus in my body, tell the government to inject
No shit, bitch, this is not a dream, not a dream
Yo, I know, it's like they all the same, it's all the same
Yo, don't like half of what I say?
We gon' say what they say, but it ain't shit to me
Aye, yo, bitch, you is a retard
I ain't playing games with ya, this not DreamHeart
Can't even hang with ya, you got a weak heart
And even planning a limit over, wherever we are
Yo, I'm a motherfuckin' animal
Whenever I'm on the beat, I plan to kill 'em all
So, if I get high, I gotta put it low
See where my mind goes, but I don't even know
I don't even know shit, I just put this bitch in motion
You can eat upon the city, terrorize it with some locusts
You're cleaning out your body 'til your eyes are losin' focus
Pulverize you while you on the phone, bitch
Disappear his body, then it's hocus pocus
And I'm talkin' softly, leave you like the old shit
Say you know shit, you ain't know shit
Shout out to my own bitch, put me like that focus
Now I think that I might just take both kids
Your friends are out of money and so you go and get your own, bitch
Fuck 'em all blind, thought I told you no one's home, bitch
I'm still makin' money on my own shit
Leave your gutted body, it's so high, I think you're smokin'
I think that I need mo' hits
I just wanna see which way your body go
I'll come in with katana, yeah, I think that that's a Spyro
And when it appears, what'll ghost say?
Fucked you on the room, bitch, stop ignoring pain
Suffocate and leave your body for another day
Shake the shit, that switch is what you get
Bitch, I'm hoppin' to the door
I don' give a fuck 'bout what you weaks say
Just leave my money, don't control it
I'll stay anyway, bitch, I was 'bout a show you
Go to Hell, like, you always leave me

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