Nasty
CGEDALO
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Got some heat in the trunk Yeah I'm cooking it up Yeah Got some heat in the trunk That I'm cooking Got some heat in the trunk Now new melodies I'm the chosen one I do this shit for fun I'm the only one Make it nasty quickly don't be silly Spray ya block y'all look real friendly Don't try me you can't buy me Gotta find me in the red coupe That's my boo looking pretty new Yeah I got the juice yeah cooking up Fucking up turning up don't give a f*ck Don't give a f*ck F*ck love f*ck hate just waiting on the day I get signed ain't none on my level I pedal to the metal Get the shovel I'm a rebel Say no more where's the medal I'm rich like the kettle Uh lets put it to the test Give that shit a rest (Rest) Every song I put out is pure flames ah In my own lane swerving through the way No signal like sprint I'm doing the dash Fifty yard copped a Benz F*ck you niggas ain't none of y'all my mans King Kong chinchilla feel like Godzilla Short nigga, but my head bigger Fifty fingers on the trigger now I'm feeling like jigga Hugs and kisses on the neck Do you really wet wet Tongue you down get to sex sex I'm trying get a check check Now we next next fly on a jet jet mm (Woo) Said touch her pussy like pet pet (Ah) and we just met met Bitch I'm from the south watch ya damn mouth For you get your ass kicked (Out) got a big mouth Low key like crisp I got some heat in the trunk and I'm fucking it up Make it nasty Make it Make it nasty Got some heat in the trunk and I'm fucking it up Make it nasty Make it Make it nasty Shoot me and you miss ain't never seen this pass the ball You can't hit 20 shots that's all you got CGE we go big in a bedroom full of 10s yeah We will finish our free shot if not then she's a thot Tell em bring it by the block boy that shit is hot Cross you off an go outside Come on tour I'll be your guide CGE we pretty fly just call me that fucking guy Just call me that fucking guy I'm too fly test me and you might die die I'm too fly like a kite coming through with all my might Dis me and we gone fight your girlfriend I'm fucking every night That's a fact got the money on my lap and the mac aye Got it like that CGE on the map Yeah run that shit back too-lies on the map Phone call I might just tap straight like that that that Lil nigga got the sack Never writing my raps only spitting from the dome I came from Thomas stone Shorty lick me like a cone my balls freezing kill a nigga no reason Happy holidays bitch tis the season bitch tis the season Happy holidays bitch tis the season ho ho Let her go little nigga that's a no no no Diamonds on me and I'm froze froze froze aye Diamonds on me and I'm froze froze froze aye Make it make it make it I said I got some heat in the trunk and I'm fucking it up Make it nasty make it make it nasty Body bag shit I might bag a bitch Yeah Body bag bitch Shout out Ace hood
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