Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Deadman, artist - Nue
Date of issue: 08.02.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Deadman |
Yeah, Nouveau |
What we talking about, anyway? |
808 Mafia |
My drink pink like a Cam’ron mink |
I’m OCD she get on-call dick |
Hoe, shut the fuck up, I cannot hear myself think |
Pop a 30, I think |
That’s yo shawty, I think |
What it is, you keep asking what it is |
I got bottles, Actavis in the fridge |
I’m a deadman, no, I no longer live |
Went to work I left my dawgs at the crib |
Talking up putting work in on a Monday, they could |
Hop out on you have you dropout no Kanye, look |
Diamonds liquid they just dance like Beyonce, yeah |
You a hoe, you could not be fiancee, no |
I get to the knot just like shoelaces |
He push a whip like high speed chases |
Told that bitch, «Bend It Back Like The Matrix» |
Had to let it go now I’m back to the basics |
Turtleneck on me like I was on a slope |
Not to mention, yeah, the Moncler coat |
Got my shorty and your shorty on coke |
Why you piping up lil nigga, you broke |
My drink pink like a Cam’ron mink |
I’m OCD she get on-call dick |
Hoe, shut the fuck up, I cannot hear myself think |
Pop the 30, I think |
That’s yo shawty, I think |
What it is, you keep asking what it is |
I got bottles, Actavis in the fridge |
I’m a dead man, no, I know longer live |
Went to work I left my dawgs at the crib |
In the lab like dexter, professional flexer |
I’m shitting on my ex, yeah |
Don’t talk to me — no calls, no texting |
I’m from the East but my dogs from the West, yeah |
Gyal stop talking to that nigga he a waste yute |
Yeah, that kitty pretty; |
yeah, she give me a taste, yeah |
Drinking alcohol, alcohol for the chaser |
See ya forehead then you see that red laser |
E.T. |
bitch: phone yo ass home |
Pop a 30, now I be in my zone |
I ain’t give that shit to you, it’s a loan |
Shawty bad and she ain’t do nothing wrong |
My drink pink like a Cam’ron mink |
I’m OCD she get on-call dick |
Hoe, shut the fuck up, I cannot hear myself think |
Pop the 30, I think |
That’s yo shawty, I think |
What it is, you keep asking what it is |
I got bottles, Activis in the fridge |
I’m a dead man, no, I know longer live |
Went to work I left my dawgs at the crib |