Nadia Nakai, Nasty C  “REALLY” Lyrics

Nadia Nakai, Nasty C “REALLY” Lyrics

Really (Yeah)

Really (Yeah)

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Really

Ekse, come on sis

You can talk your shit but you can’t talk like this (Uh-uh)

Your man at my crib, you can’t fuck like this (Of course)

Do you clock that shit? Ungan’ phambanisi

Gotta jump in just like, “Dlala Ngcobo”

Aw’na ngqondo

Aw’na moto

Still riding 4-4, I skeet the bands like Willy

Y’all still in denial

Bitch, I lived this life for really

They like, “Oh my God, Bragga, ballin’ just like Kobe”

Oh my God (Yah)

Sihamba phansi (Yah)

It’s a maza (Yah), kamikaze (Bragga)

I-I-It’s a trick (Yah)

You not outside like this (Nah)

You not nice like this (Yah)

You not quite that bitch

Talkin’ ’bout this, talkin’ ’bout

Really wanna talk that shit (Really?)

Walkin’ ’round town with your big mouth, actin’ like I’m not that bitch (Really?)

Mmm yeah, calm down quick (Really?)

I don’t wanna call my clique, bitches be on my dick (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Really (Yeah), really (Yeah)

Really (Yeah), really (Yeah)

Really (Yeah), really (Yeah)

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(Aaaaah)

Yeah

They cannot do what I do (Yeah)

These **** don’t got the leverage

Nadia got a new body, I know my bro wanna come back from the heavens (Damn)

None of these **** can fuck with Big C

In the future, the past or the present (Yeah)

When I’m in the booth, I’m a demon

At home I’m the Reverend, I’m living like Severance

Muhammad or Christ

Give a damn who your messenger is

Hoe, did you get the message? (Did you get the message?)

You already know I ate, two plates on me, I’m having on temper (Yeah)

I’m not no virgin, I use my member, fucking on ‘No Nut November’ (Okay)

And God much like me, ****, he blessing every single one of my endeavors

Really wanna talk that shit (Really?)

Walkin’ ’round town with your big mouth, actin’ like I’m not that bitch (Really?)

Mmm yeah, calm down quick (Really?)

I don’t wanna call my clique, bitches be on my dick (Yeah, bitch)

Really (Yeah), really (Yeah)

Really (Yeah), really (Yeah)

Really (Yeah), really (Yeah)

Really (Yeah), really (Yeah)

Really (Yeah), really (Yeah)

Really (Yeah), really (Yeah)

Really (Yeah), really (Yeah)

Really (Yeah), really

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