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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | NaNa (ft. Action Bronson) |
| Album: | Acid Rap | Genres: | Acid Rap |
| Year: | 2013 |
Length: | 197 sec |
Lyrics:
Na na na, na na na Na na na, na na na Na na na, na na na
Introducin' Chance the Ruthless, trip 'shrooms and lucy Dreams is lucid, loosely based on music, swallow my mucus Hope your pussy get herpes and yo' ass get lupus Deuces Douches, deuce deuce, I'll shoot ya (Bang) Shoes might boot ya and a suit might suit ya They be on bullshit but they really don't do shit They use of allusion could confuse Confucius Nasty, ashy, cigarette ashing 'til my voice get raspy Last week suspended, last night kissed Va$htie Parleyed with Ashley, always in the hallway So I never been classy (Hahaha) Shut up
Na na na, na na na Na na na, na na na Na na na, na na na (Igh, igh, igh, igh)
Acid, acid, get it? Acid Melts through plastic, I spit fired Pad my palette, talkin' paper if this was work, I'd get higher Pardon my mishaps, burp and get murdered Fart and get bitch-slapped, like bourbon mixed with Jack Lickety-split, look it, he slipped on a shell From peelin' banana splits back, give me my Kit-Kat Don't break me off shit, batch, fack is you mean bitch? Zan with that lean bitch, xan with that lean bitch Zen with that chakra I eat it like Idi Amin Ya kna' wha' mean, hit me back when that mean shit
Na na na, na na na Na na na, na na na (Uh) Na na na, na na na (It's me, uh) Ah-ooh, ah-ooh, ah-ooh, ah-ooh Ah-ooh, ah-ooh Nah-nah-ooh (Uh) Nah-ooh (Yeah), nah-ooh Ah-ooh (Uh), ah-ooh, ah-ooh
Introducin', it’s Bronsonliño (It's me) With my hair slicked back, I look like Rick Pitino Three Japanese dykes in my El Camino (Haha) Lettin' trees blow, oh, I rep the East Coast I got a team of hoes like Pat Summitt I look like Arnold Schwarzenegger in a black Hummer (Get to the chopper) I splash summer like a fast brother, with a number on his back Ain’t no fumblin', in fact, I'm back, acid in my hat Shoot, then pass the gat It's at the bottom of the river in a plastic bag (Bag) My new shorty got a gymnastic back '87 emerald green on a classic jag, uh She had the cleft palate, I ordered chef’s salad (Okay) She had the club foot (What else?), with that little arm (Hahaha) I couldn’t help but laugh, she ordered Chicken Parm I had the full Bulls warm-up with the Pippens on, it's me
Na na na, na na na Na na na, na na na Suck my motherfucking dick It's the young Randy Velarde Queens, baby (Uh) Na na na, na na na Na na na, ah-uh-uh, uh Blow me
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