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NatNat
13
Hip-Hop/Rap
NatNat was released on July 2, 2022 by Big Bunny Entertainment as a part of the album NatNat - Single
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Release DateJuly 2, 2022
LabelBig Bunny Entertainment
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM62

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Adeoye Oluwole
Adeoye Oluwole
Songwriter

Lyrics

Frrt
(Yeah, run it up blondo)
Fuck a bitch make her cum no stress
Choke on my dick no reflex
Ice on my neck
Ice on my wrist
Shit dripping down call it faucet
Running to the money no defense
Take you shopping overseas on weekends
Stop fucking with your man he a lame
I ain't tryna' keep ya
I'm just tryna' flex ya
Then take take you to my room
I ain't gotta say the rest
Undress yourself bitch
I ain't tryna' stress
Just give me head
I ain't really tryna' bang
She said she got a man
Well I got a girl
So bitch what's up
I just want you for the night
So pop that pussy for a real **** right
She sucked on my dick
I melted in her mouth
She swallow my kids
I almost had seizure
He claim he a gangsta
He claim he a blood
Stop all that Instagram talking my ****
Run up the bag
Doubled up my hustle
Gained a little muscle
Gotta get to the money
Ain't no stopping me
Bitch I know heard that
Tell your man he a lame
Yeah I really said that
Fuck a bitch make her cum no stress
Choke on my dick no reflex
Ice on my neck
Ice on my wrist
Shit dripping down call it faucet
Running to the money no defense
Take you shopping overseas on weekends
Stop fucking with your man he a lame
I ain't tryna' keep ya
I'm just tryna' flex ya
Then take take you to my room
I ain't gotta say the rest
Undress yourself bitch
I ain't tryna' stress
Just give me head
I ain't really tryna' bang
She said she got a man
Well I got a girl
So bitch what's up
I just want you for the night
So pop that pussy for a real **** right
Shawty a nat nat
She got fat cat
She 'bout the big bag
She pop it, She throw it
We vibing in the foreign
Exotic we smoking
Ain't leaving till the morning
Im bossy She loves it
She ask me where we going
She knows this money
I throw it; its snowing
She get wetter than ocean
Fuck a bitch make her cum no stress
Choke on my dick no reflex
Ice on my neck
Ice on my wrist
Shit dripping down call it faucet
Running to the money no defense
Take you shopping overseas on weekends
Stop fucking with your man he a lame
I ain't tryna' keep ya
I'm just tryna' flex ya
Then take take you to my room
I ain't gotta say the rest
Undress yourself bitch
I ain't tryna' stress
Just give me head
I ain't really tryna' bang
She said she got a man
Well I got a girl
So bitch what's up
I just want you for the night
So pop that pussy for a real **** right
Written by: Adeoye Oluwole
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