Cancion : WORST Artista : Nightmare Album : killer show Url : https://www.letras10.co/letra-worst-de-nightmare [Intro: Diddy & French Montana] Ayo French! Wuddup huh? These niggas thought I was motherfuckin dead It’s that resurrection music We come out the tombs You should see the look on niggas’ faces These niggas’ worst motherfuckin nightmare When niggas think you dead and you show up for breakfast Eatin cornflakes on them niggas Like motherfuckin Lazarus, who’d you scare now nigga? With they bitch in Versace bathrobes and shit [Hook: Diddy] I’m yo worst fuckin nightmare (worst motherfuckin nightmare) Rap’s first billionaire I throw a million out the lear Coke Boys, we changing weather every year Throw yo hands in the sky niggas Pop a pill and get high nigga Get on this jet and let’s fly niggas Tell the pilot to turn, we’re ready to die niggas [Verse 1: French Montana] Ready to die nigga, ski mask, you only see my eyes nigga Hundred rounds hit your head make ya fly nigga All black Medusa shades on my eyes nigga We the shit and the fly nigga Life’s good, ask Nas nigga G5 write your names in the sky nigga Dream Team we’ll bury you alive nigga [Verse 2: Diddy] Nigga, you know that crown ain’t yo size nigga And that ho ain’t gon ride nigga Ayo they buried me alive nigga But on the 3rd day I rose to sky nigga [Hook] [Verse 3: French Montana] Whip futuristic, crib ain’t listed All my jewels on, I be lookin like a dish flip Red bottom LV’s, limited edition New king of the city, better ask permission Ten bricks, face white on some Kiss shit Rock star, great white, three stars, take flight! [Verse 4: Diddy] Now yo French tell these niggas night night I’m getting head in the front row fine night I’m obnoxious, we got Oscar’s Pouring Cîroc out of helicopters MC Hammer couldn’t touch that The day Diddy retire, I’m bringing Puff back [Hook] (Outro French Montana & Diddy) First rap billionaire Ya heard Haaan That’s my new shit Niggas talkin to me too much in my ear I mean aha You ain’t really You really talk about nothing Unless you have a brown bag for me Bitch! Haaan Don’t even call my phone First of all, I’m bout to get a pager A beeper, old school joint Ya know what I’m sayin? Haaan Ayo French You see these niggas fucked up? See when you lock the door You supposed to throw away the key Time’s up motherfuckers We here now Yea We came back right on time You feel it? Bad Boy, Coke Boys, MMG Shit Ayo grab yo bitch, nigga And hold her real tight and tell her how much you love her Buy a ring, buy a house You better impregnate the bitch Get her pregnant real, real quick Do something nigga Do something, man do -- get a job Motherfuckin' write a book Go to church Go back to school Get a game changer Cause we here now and all the smoke and mirrors is gone We exposing all motherfuckin' lames man Swag! Yea bitch, swag Oh yea Oh yea she love it She love it Yea, she love it Ah man, shit if you can’t beat em join em Yall all welcome, let’s go ========================== Letra descargada de Letras10.co ==========================