Nasty C – King lyrics

[Hook: Nasty C]
You n***as got balls talkin’ all that sh**
n***as these days talk more than a b**h
Internet gangster, click boy, click
(Shut the f** up dawg)
Sit boy, sit
Me and fake n***as we just don’t mix
They huggin’ too tight, now it’s dick on dick
I take what I take ’cause it helps me think
You should be careful with what you put in your drink little boy
[Post-Hook: Nasty C]
25 womaniser (turn up)
Bad little b**h from Naija (thick)
I feed her jollof just before I pipe her
Me and my n***as are ahead of the time ya
Put the future behind us (king)
[Verse 1: Nasty C]
We don’t f** with that boy, take him off of the line up (king)
He’s got a hoe inside him, look at his time line (king)
I just came from Kenya, I’m headed to Ghana (king)
Now I am serious, the shine is too real it might f** with your iris
Witness amazing thing
f** with a winner dawg
(Push start) I’m whippin’ the devils car
How you say it? Balmain
Please don’t mention our names
You’d be then f**in’ with a shark tank
We get straight to it, point-point
We get really busy, long days
You just login, and tweet long threads
It’s ironic how all of my girls would give me the [?] but they all read
I’ve been dreaming big since the small bed
I didn’t do no talking, wasn’t naughty
p**y, p**y p**y
b**h, do you ever shut the f** up?
[Hook: Nasty C]
You n***as got balls talkin’ all that sh**
n***as these days talk more than a b**h
Internet gangster, click boy, click
(Shut the f** up dawg)
Sit boy, sit
Me and fake n***as we just don’t mix
They huggin’ too tight, now it’s dick on dick
I take what I take ’cause it helps me think
You should be careful with what you put in your drink little boy
[Post-Hook: Nasty C]
25 womaniser (turn up)
Bad little b**h from Naija (thick)
I feed her jollof just before I pipe her
Me and my n***as are ahead of the time ya
Put the future behind us (king)
[Verse 2: A$AP Ferg]
It’s a Margiela fella
Knew I’d be the deal now the n***a gettin’ better cheddar
Had to bring [?]
[?]
Alexander Wang campaign [?], huh
Now walkin’ in the fashion show
All my n***as got it on ’em, they don’t wanna blast a hoe
Don’t know why you cappin’ tho’
I don’t wanna cap a hoe
Barkin’ like a cute dog
[?] (woo)
[?] tho’
Rest in peace to Yammy he the reason why I’m stackin’ dough
I’ma stack it up to heaven ‘fore I die, make a [?] got more bars than a felony
[?] when my [?] n***a talk crazy hit ’em with the seven Mac-11’s (boom, boom, boom)
Nasty C [?] Trap Lord [?]
[Hook: Nasty C]
You n***as got balls talkin’ all that sh**
n***as these days talk more than a b**h
Internet gangster, click boy, click
(Shut the f** up dawg)
Sit boy, sit
Me and fake n***as we just don’t mix
They huggin’ too tight, now it’s dick on dick
I take what I take ’cause it helps me think
You should be careful with what you put in your drink little boy
[Post-Hook: Nasty C]
25 womaniser (turn up)
Bad little b**h from Naija (thick)
I feed her jollof just before I pipe her
Me and my n***as are ahead of the time ya
Put the future behind us (king)

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