Nacho Picasso, Thaddius David - DMT lyrics
[Nacho Picasso, Thaddius David - DMT lyrics]
BAYB Cloud Nice ENT have you seeing aliens
Like DMT we be hopping out on stars
Like TMZ go roping gazelles
I'm DMC if you sold more powder packs
Than GNC i eat your favorite emcee
Like a BLT my attitude so chilly
Call me TLC i tell your girl "Gimme head"
Call it DDT and if she ain't got no bread
Give me EBT i get her wet and make her lips
Sing - C & C nacho Picasso
The tat in the hat what you call an overdose
I just call that a nap
How'd I wake up in a coffin back of the 'Lac
Last thing I remember i was back at the trap
Now I'm at the pearly gates
Like "Where the bitches at?"
See I get straight to the point
Like a witch's hat (Nacho)
Dag, you know a nigga is a savage
All about this cabbage stuntin' is a habit
You used to have it
Now we talking past tense i gots to have it
The lifestyles elaborate
This go out to all the next day air senders
I'm bald headed, tatted-up last Airbender
These niggas Hip-Hop trannies
What's their gender?
I put your hand in the blender
Call me Master Shredder
I'm Rick James and James Dean
All mashed together
Make niggas duck like Bugs Bunny
And tarred feathers i gives a fuck
And live it up and charge 'em cheddar
You sick or what? Give it up
Who's bars are better?
I stand behind my bars like the bartender
Your flow so soft
Nigga (huh?) your bars tender some say no
I say no surrender
Just rolled out of bed at 3 i got no agenda
Just logged in my Facebook to de-friend ya
What a life
Mail order wife from straight Kenya
Gullah Gullah Island, bitch benya Benya
If you don't understand you will
When ya, when ya
Like DMT we be hopping out on stars
Like TMZ go roping gazelles
I'm DMC if you sold more powder packs
Than GNC i eat your favorite emcee
Like a BLT my attitude so chilly
Call me TLC i tell your girl "Gimme head"
Call it DDT and if she ain't got no bread
Give me EBT i get her wet and make her lips
Sing - C & C nacho Picasso
The tat in the hat what you call an overdose
I just call that a nap
How'd I wake up in a coffin back of the 'Lac
Last thing I remember i was back at the trap
Now I'm at the pearly gates
Like "Where the bitches at?"
See I get straight to the point
Like a witch's hat (Nacho)
Dag, you know a nigga is a savage
All about this cabbage stuntin' is a habit
You used to have it
Now we talking past tense i gots to have it
The lifestyles elaborate
This go out to all the next day air senders
I'm bald headed, tatted-up last Airbender
These niggas Hip-Hop trannies
What's their gender?
I put your hand in the blender
Call me Master Shredder
I'm Rick James and James Dean
All mashed together
Make niggas duck like Bugs Bunny
And tarred feathers i gives a fuck
And live it up and charge 'em cheddar
You sick or what? Give it up
Who's bars are better?
I stand behind my bars like the bartender
Your flow so soft
Nigga (huh?) your bars tender some say no
I say no surrender
Just rolled out of bed at 3 i got no agenda
Just logged in my Facebook to de-friend ya
What a life
Mail order wife from straight Kenya
Gullah Gullah Island, bitch benya Benya
If you don't understand you will
When ya, when ya