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Nasty Freestyle Lyrics – T-Wayne

    Nasty Freestyle is a popular rap song by T-Wayne from the 2015 album Wake Up Call. Check words to T-Wayne Nasty Freestyle Lyrics in English below.

    Nasty Freestyle Lyrics – T-Wayne 

    [Produced by 30 Roc]

    Yah, say Roro, you know what it is, right?
    Who Is Rickey Wayne?: The Mixtape
    Ya feel me? Yah, ahem

    First, let me hop out the muh fuckin’ Porsche
    I don’t want her if that ass don’t sit like a horse
    I be ballin’ on these niggas, got me feelin’ like sports
    Dash got so much wood I could build me a fort
    Ain’t too many things I ain’t done yet
    I’m the king of this shit, crown by the toilet
    I’m just barely gettin’ started, you already upset
    Got a tiger as a pet, I just took him to the vet
    Homie, I be makin’ hits, I’m the rap Derek Jeter
    Let your bitch ride on me like she was on the feeder
    If the pussy ain’t good then I probably won’t feed her
    Lil homie, you can keep her cause I really don’t need her
    I ain’t worried ’bout features, homeboy, you’s a peon
    Toilet seat ass nigga, man, I swear you gettin’ peed on
    Man, my jewelry so cold, I walk around with the heat on
    My alarm clock set, just in case they wanna sleep on, ya dig?
    I’m a full-time player, hoppin’ out in alligator
    Sippin’ lean and Now and Later, homie, I’ll annihilate ya
    If you think you wanna battle, you gon’ have to pay some paper
    I just hit her and I quit her, I would never ever date her
    It’s a shame how I’m barely gettin’ love in the city
    Travel to another town, you can bet they fuckin’ with me
    I be killin’ this shit, pray to God they forgive me
    They said, “when you blow up, don’t forget me”, man
    I been on fire ever since they made the lighter
    My boys will pull up on ya, homie, I ain’t talkin’ diapers
    Walk into your function, on point, I’m like a sniper
    My girl bad like Dej Loaf so don’t try her
    Flexin’ all you want but homeboy, you ain’t ready
    Ten times sharper than Michael Myers’ machete
    Been about the money, I ain’t worried ’bout the fame
    ‘Bout to have everybody sayin’, “Who Is Rickey Wayne?”
    That me…


    Writer(s): T-Wayne


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