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Mak11 - Nauseous (feat. N8 Douce) Lyrics



Mak11 - Nauseous (feat. N8 Douce) Lyrics
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Aye
Running up that money like a track meet
Balling on these hoes I'm a athlete
Skirt off on the road you can't pass me
Smoking so much dope you can't outlast me, no
Sipping so much lean I don't remember last week
Winning with my team we put em all up shit creek
Boy your shit weak
Think you looking clean but we know your fit cheap, aye
I don't really sleep too much
But I smoke a lot of weed and I need two cups
For sure a lot of these dudes suck
Prolly lot of the reason I don't give two f*cks
For your input bruh, plus I'm popping
I had to come up there was no other option
They told me be cautious I told em to watch this
My gold gon be frosted lil hoe I'm a boss
Pull up to the bank big deposit
4 up in my drank get me nodding
Know they love to hate and they plotting
I be with the gang I ain't bothered
Need a diamond chain looking flawless
Money on my brain on my conscience
You be looking lame taking losses
Now they know my name haters nauseous
They nauseous, got em nauseous
On my boss shit, I'm obnoxious
They nauseous, got em nauseous
They nauseous, yeah they nauseous
They nauseous, got em nauseous
It's a process, quit the nonsense
They nauseous, got em nauseous
They nauseous, yeah they nauseous
I'm nauseous, I'm so toxic
Wild'n out going crazy in a mosh pit
Got my team and yeah you know we keep it so lit
OZs to the face got that good shit
N8 D-O-W-C-E
Bout to kill it in my city, everybody know me
I'm a f*cking OG, MAK11 on my team
Yeah we blowing out the scene
Cause we the realest on the east coast
Ain't nobody wanna step up to the plate
Make it evident I'm killing everybody in my way
Got the city now they hopping on my wave
But I just keep on elevating til I'm floating out of space
Yeah, gold watch with the nice drip
Uh, fast cars with my bad bitch
Yeah, bet you if I like it imma have it
Taking everything I ever wanted I'm a savage, uh
Pull up to the bank big deposit
4 up in my drank get me nodding
Know they love to hate and they plotting
I be with the gang I ain't bothered
Need a diamond chain looking flawless
Money on my brain on my conscience
You be looking lame taking losses
Now they know my name haters nauseous
They nauseous, got em nauseous
On my boss shit, I'm obnoxious
They nauseous, got em nauseous
They nauseous, yeah they nauseous
They nauseous, got em nauseous
It's a process, quit the nonsense
They nauseous, got em nauseous
They nauseous, yeah they nauseous
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Aye
Running up that money like a track meet
Balling on these hoes I'm a athlete
Skirt off on the road you can't pass me
Smoking so much dope you can't outlast me, no
Sipping so much lean I don't remember last week
Winning with my team we put em all up shit creek
Boy your shit weak
Think you looking clean but we know your fit cheap, aye
I don't really sleep too much
But I smoke a lot of weed and I need two cups
For sure a lot of these dudes suck
Prolly lot of the reason I don't give two f*cks
For your input bruh, plus I'm popping
I had to come up there was no other option
They told me be cautious I told em to watch this
My gold gon be frosted lil hoe I'm a boss
Pull up to the bank big deposit
4 up in my drank get me nodding
Know they love to hate and they plotting
I be with the gang I ain't bothered
Need a diamond chain looking flawless
Money on my brain on my conscience
You be looking lame taking losses
Now they know my name haters nauseous
They nauseous, got em nauseous
On my boss shit, I'm obnoxious
They nauseous, got em nauseous
They nauseous, yeah they nauseous
They nauseous, got em nauseous
It's a process, quit the nonsense
They nauseous, got em nauseous
They nauseous, yeah they nauseous
I'm nauseous, I'm so toxic
Wild'n out going crazy in a mosh pit
Got my team and yeah you know we keep it so lit
OZs to the face got that good shit
N8 D-O-W-C-E
Bout to kill it in my city, everybody know me
I'm a f*cking OG, MAK11 on my team
Yeah we blowing out the scene
Cause we the realest on the east coast
Ain't nobody wanna step up to the plate
Make it evident I'm killing everybody in my way
Got the city now they hopping on my wave
But I just keep on elevating til I'm floating out of space
Yeah, gold watch with the nice drip
Uh, fast cars with my bad bitch
Yeah, bet you if I like it imma have it
Taking everything I ever wanted I'm a savage, uh
Pull up to the bank big deposit
4 up in my drank get me nodding
Know they love to hate and they plotting
I be with the gang I ain't bothered
Need a diamond chain looking flawless
Money on my brain on my conscience
You be looking lame taking losses
Now they know my name haters nauseous
They nauseous, got em nauseous
On my boss shit, I'm obnoxious
They nauseous, got em nauseous
They nauseous, yeah they nauseous
They nauseous, got em nauseous
It's a process, quit the nonsense
They nauseous, got em nauseous
They nauseous, yeah they nauseous
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Writer: Andrew McDonald, Nate Doucette
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Mak11 - Nauseous (feat. N8 Douce) Video
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Performed By: Mak11
Language: English
Length: 2:32
Written by: Andrew McDonald, Nate Doucette

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