Palm Trees (Explicit)歌词由Nasty C演唱,出自专辑《Work Out Buddy Vol 5 (Explicit)》,下面是《Palm Trees (Explicit)》完整版歌词!
Palm Trees (Explicit)歌词完整版
Palm Trees (Explicit) - Nasty C
Lyrics by:Nasty C/Joel Banks/Taylor Banks
Composed by:Nasty C/Joel Banks/Taylor Banks
Bank bank bankroll got it
I got jewels on me
Expensive a*s shoes on me
I might have a deuce on me
Chose on me lil' mami gon' make the move on me
Don't get no glue on me
I done gassed this h*e up now she gettin' rude on me
It's over I'm cool on me
Death by a motherf**kin' diamond
Bet my chain lokin' like a nose on me
Giddy up giddy up giddy up
L A L A palm trees palm trees
All I see is C cups D cups
E cups link ups
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
L A palm trees palm trees
Sike sike sike sike sike sike sike sike
Sike the f**k up
They gon' f**k the f**k up
I just buss down you a buster yes Sir
I'm a bonafide hustler
Bend a b***h over like hut-hut
In the strip club 'cause I love butts
Whole lotta' ones gettin' chunked up
Fixed circle
Fixed circle
Fixed circled
Fixed oh
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 oh-oh
I need a slit-wrist whip suicide oh-oh
I flick a b***h bean I'm the clit guru
Rest in peace O G a n***a gone too soon
Lotta' Hollywood b***hes wanna f**k Zulu
Zulu Man
Hoppin' out the new-new aaa
My b***h co co and my bucks buko
You gon' have a problem f**kin' with the new school
Sike sike sike sike sike sike sike sike
Sike the f**k up
They got me f**k the f**ked up
I just buss down you a buster yes Sir
I'm a bonafide hustler
Bend a b***h over like hut-hut
In the strip club 'cause I love butts
Whole lotta' ones gettin' chucked up
I got jewels on me
Expensive a*s shoes on me
I might have a deuce on me
Chose on me lil' mami gon' make the move on me
Don't get no glue on me
I done gassed this h*e up now she gettin' rude on me
It's over I'm cool on me
Death by a motherf**kin' diamond
Bet my chain lokin' like a nose on me