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nightmare hills - trick james lyrics

[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 lyrics

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