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letra de pluto nash (b-side) - legit

[verse: 1]

legit

f-ck the courts i’m chilling seaside
i’m not yo average joe not even g.i
the jane is very present, christmas eve, i’m
drinking wildwoods, purple nehi’s
if he talking, bet he end up in that triage
if he ballin’ well how come he drive a prius?
but the hummer all black like the king riots
plus that n-gga really p-ssy like a feline
i saw some n-ggas run his pockets on the green line
i ain’t even lying, but…
but girl you nice as
the sweetest slices, of
pumpkin spices, or
better yet key-lime
plus this function probably bout to hit a decline
either from n-ggas fighting or
when they run out of this cheap wine
if you ain’t ready to leave
just let me know soon as you decide
cause you know i turn you over like a b-side
and you know they hate it every time you beside
me
just drop em’ like orange potatoes in the deep-fry
please
and we can chop it up like…
like, rock lee or suey with beef and broccoli
they call me rocky; young tarver could never stop me
or maybe fonz-e, red flannel is all upon me
as i walk into your party
and proceed to smack the sh-t out yo disc jokey
just for frontin’ like we ain’t the hardest
n-ggas in this eastern conference
don’t know what the f-ck a lebron is [x3]

[chorus]

say, hold on hold, not so fast, boy, not so fast
d-mn girl d-mn girl
got me feeling like nash
like pluto nash
not the sun girl, pluto nash
now her hair in the wind
and her feet on the dash
buck 50 down the bishop
pray that we don’t crash

[verse: 2]

themind

bare feet and forbidden p-ssion
soft smiles and hidden laughter
modern day sequences of eve and adam
in less than fig leafs
no figments; premonitions flashing
i need her asap
this got sh-t to do with her fashion (nah)
her shoulders frigid
no matter her seasonal factors
so i sweat her, lilo
i thank yo mother for yo st-tch
yo thread, yo gift
yo legs, yo lips
they spread, you drip (oooh)
the elements are off the 5th
and i ain’t corbin dallas, but sh-t
drop in a taxi and dip
if the world is a b-tch
you the key for me saving my nitch (?)
said she outta my jurisdiction
fiction writing was never my forte
alter my diction slight
and watch the night just turn to foreplay
multi-p-sses, edges jagged, blastin’
i’m packing fabrics from baggage
time travelers’ modest cause in the future
all my b-tches badder
on saturn in fact they -sses fatter than that of minaj
nikki

[nick astro]
(what you trippin for? you know i’m gone house you. what you trippin for?)

[chorus]

say hold on, hold on, not so fast, boy not so fast
d-mn girl d-mn girl, got me feeling like nash
not the sun, girl pluto nash
but you a dime, can’t let you p-ss
i’m in ya face like google gl-ss
let ‘em hate with they fufu -sses
if they can’t just do the math
it’s me + you

- legit

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