Nasty C – Palm Trees

Nasty C – Palm Trees Music Mp3 Download

Nasty C the South African Rapper and song writer released his single track titled “Palm Trees” which we made available for Free Mp3 Download.

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Nasty C – Palm Trees Lyrics

Bankroll, got it
I got jewels on me
Expensive ass shoes on me
I might have a deuce on me
Choose homie, lil’ mami gon’ make the move on me
Don’t get no glue on me
I done gassed this hoe up, now she gettin’ rude on me
It’s over, I’m cool, on me
Death by a motherfuckin’ diamond
Bih my chain lookin’ like a noose on me
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up
L.A., 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
Sike-sike-sike-sike-sike-sike-sike
Sike the fuck up
They gon’ fuck, the fuck up
I just buss down, you a buster, yes sir
I’m a bonafide hustler
Bend a bitch over like hut-hut
In the strip club ’cause I love butts
Whole lotta ones gettin’ chunked up
Fix circle, fix circle, fix circle, fix
Typical ghetto kid I rock the gruzzy
Even though I get terrible at this
Typical ghetto kid might hit the shower three times
Just to switch up the fleets
Don’t make me call up the pits
Somebody put one on your chest like Vicks
Got big tit chicks in the sheets, uh-uh
I need a slick wrist, sweep suicide, uh-uh
I flick a bitch being numb and click, uh-uh
Rest In Peace OG, nigga gone too soon
Lot of Hollywood bitches wanna fuck Zulu
Zulu man hoppin’ at the nunu, my bitch cool-cool
My bucks boo-cool, you gon’ have a problem
Fuckin’ with the new school
Sike-sike-sike-sike sike-sike-sike
Sike the fuck up
They gon’ fuck, the fuck up
I just buss down, you a buster, yes sir
I’m a bonafide hustler
Bend a bitch over like hut-hut
In the strip club ’cause I love butts
Whole lotta ones gettin’ chunked up
I got jewels on me
Expensive ass shoes on me
I might have a deuce on me
Choose homie, lil’ mami gon’ make the move on me
Don’t get no glue on me
I done gassed this hoe up, now she gettin’ rude on me
It’s over, I’m cool, on me
Death by a motherfuckin’ diamond
Bih my chain lookin’ like a noose on me