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letra de nightmare hills - trick james

[intro]

bounce that ass b-tch
you bout that cash b-tch
i treat you special cause you thicker than my last b-tch

[verse 1]

i know the spanish b-tches she don’t know no english but she know enough
diamonds in my watch it ain’t frozen but it’s froze enough
made a couple bands off selling poison but it’s not enough
grabba check and add it up
your b-tch ain’t bad she bad as f-ck
f-ck her in my whip b-tch you can’t touch my mattress
b-tches rap all on my t–th this ain’t no normal fabric
i’m off the four, i’m in the benz and b-tch i might just crash it
hit the bank and got a loan b-tch i’m a money addict, yeah yeah
bad b-tch with me came straight out of beauty passion, yeah yeah
rubies in my hotel like a money grabbage, yeah yeah
like a monеy grabbage, yeah yeah

[verse 2]

chains around my nеck like i’m a f-cking slave
and i’m a be one till they they put me in the f-cking grave
yeah i’m swagging hoe your b-tch she want to ride my wave
busting drugs my trap spot hotter than a microwave
ask your b-tch my money longer than a yeezy line
i been come from the streets
i thought i told your ass a hundred times
if you ain’t talking pesos k!ll yourself and b-tch don’t hit my line
and if i’m smoking cookies my kush louder than a drummer line
i’m a walking l!ck, yeah
b-tch come ride this d-ck, yeah
cooling with my gang i keep a pole a strippers b-tch ooh
if you want a feature n-gga you can call my b-tch ooh
if you want to f-ck than shorty you can’t take no pics ooh
free my n-gga p.a
b-tch i’m strapped up like i’m cj
counting rackaids down the freeway
your b-tch watch me just like gameplay
in her mouth just like some toothpaste
half a zip inside my suitcase
want to f-ck and now it’s too late
doing the shows i’m on the highway huh
[verse 3]

yeah yeah
b-tch i got sh-t to do
and i’m making chinese food
my diamonds yellow pikachu
shawty i love bad but i can’t text you i’m not into you
i’m just trying to get into you
i guess i’m not that type of dude
b-tch you broke as f-ck you need wifi just to text your dude
you told your friends i f-ckaroo cause all my n-ggas got your nudes
i’m a f-cking dog
my choker like a leash
with a bash [?]
i can’t feel le t–th aye aye
i can’t feel le t–th aye aye
i can’t feel le t–th aye
shorty neck so good that i can’t feel my feet aye aye aye
i can’t feel my feet aye

[outro]

bounce that ass b-tch
you bout that cash b-tch
i treat you special cause you thicker than my last b-tch
her friend cute but my n-gga said she average
b-tch turn over let me f-ck you on my mattress aye
bruh that’s my crib aye
woah yeah aye aye

- trick james

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