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Nasty Like College Chicks Lyrics - Bullets - Andre Nickatina

now - i'm in my leather coat 

k-swiss new and white as coke 

its 2:45 and i'm on the streets 

and i'm fillmoe down never wantin to sleep 

now - bitin like a wolverine 

tight like a group when ya hold a beam 

my phylosophy baby is hold the cream 

then blow the weed then fold the g's 

now - cadillac rida form 

2-27 yo the god was born 

cruisin through the town like a brick 

for 4 days rich 

but somebody snitched don't quit 

now- 

(chorus) 

the situation nasty like college chicks 

i'm gonna show you what the dolla gets 

my homegirl say her impala hit 

but she's a lyin bitch 

and i don't give a shit-now- 

(repeat) 

i done cracked the blunt 

my lifes a game no time to front 

in a pack like hyinas 

and we laugh like hyinas 

nickatina muthafucka now 

crooked little mind of yours 

all in the air like a condor 

bust like a 44 all through a wood door 

replican fillmoe get paid stay paid nigga now 

with a brand new cobra snake 

all in your face bitch flaunt my bank 

watch the red devil fight as they run the tank 

goldfish don't have a chance to live, muthafucka-now 

jeans in a perfect crease 

the homeboys say nicky give a speach 

money comes sweeter than a georgia peach 

and i'm talkin more shit in my k-swiss nigga-now 

(chorus)x2 

now im in the mood for silence 

? back lookin at the city of violence 

filled with malice 

float to dallas 

tell the punk bitch with her dad i'm at this now 

45 caps i spit 

all in the car man weed is lit 

imagine what all them g's will get 

and i'm a greedy motherfucker can you feel this shit now 

actin like lazer tag 

through the airport with my polo bag 

touchdown now her come the gift of gat 

baby born to rap homie pull your gats now 

the sound of a symphony 

the bullets make a whistle thats harmony 

the feelin of the pain is agony 

street court done made another tragedy now 

(chorus)x2