Nick Carter Green - Nineteen lyrics

(To Be Finished) [Verse 1 - Nick Carter Green] It's Nicky The Jeff Dahm of my city I'll eat your f**ing kidney Then get right back to my jiggy b**h My bank so f**ing piggy Ain't that a f**ing pity Type to walk right up to Diddy Say I'll sh** on f**ing Biggie b**h I'm so notorious Just have faith baby And take your time We can be victorious Say you want a bad boy So now you're mine Boss up with your time dog Cause I'm taking my time off Where the f** do my time go Had the coach scream timeout I just needed a break from this But you know a n***a runs back Hope you little n***as take from this Before Nicky come back Wanna be me That's part of your pain Stewardess calling Please pardon my plane Ja Ruling hoes Irv Gotten your dame Better watch your mouth Before I body your lane n***as f**ing my ex-b**hes Well I'm f**ing too Better not f** to that radio Cause I'll come on Now who the f** is you I had Jazzmine, and then Jasmine She lied and say I ain't have it Nakita, and then Laresa Then Jeremiah tagged it We plastered it with the plastic He pa**ed it faster than alleys He brought it down the court And I dunked it right in the basket, I mean And then Breanna Jones Then jump off Samantha Went from cheerleading my balls To these boys getting them tatted And Kandise Who gave the best head I f**ing had in a minute I meant it you f**ing young, but on a tandem Right back to Shanti Oh Shanti, I loved you Remember my name Remember my love baby Remember my chain Remember my s** Remember that well No grudges or nothing Baby I'll see you in hell Malcom, KB, f** them Not gay but I'll f** them Drop them in that Frank Ocean Lance Ba** sunk with them Little ole me mentioned Mar'que Kim, Ama, D.R Little ole b**h that I f**ed with G Can't remember her name but the p**y stinked And there was about like three Kristen's A Christina Cecilia, what up And a Joseph f** the label, I'll get the dough Won't pay a n***a that's good to know Cause all I need is Sho to get on that Suge sh** And I'm good to go Won't hit your chick But she stripped the clothes Not interested, told Sixty stroke They boogied some, didn't pick the nose So don't f** my b**h, cause I'll hit the hoe I like your momma say I said hello I'll 69 on five, that's 64 Lola Cause I'm trying to f** forever like I'll be true to you Is it real with me Am I getting through to you Lola [Bridge - Nick Carter Green] Next! Since 16 years old I ain't had to touch a f**ing drug boy Had to hit my twenties like I punched a f**ing dub boy Four hoes in one day and I ain't even use a glove boy I just f**ing bath and pray that God is in this Dove How it feel knowing your b**h is in the suds boy Keep it gravy, Lady Marmalade up in this tub boy Probably hate it say it, I won't waste this f**ing slug boy Cause play that and play with me I'ma find out who you love boy In my, in my best Lil' Wayne impression [Verse 2 - Nick Carter Green] I got chrome on this Bugatti I'm strong in this Bugatti Two V8's Ain't no such thing as driving calm in this Bugatti b**h I'm bad, I'm worse I pa** the purp Don't f** with me Cause right now I'm higher than Cap… Spock b**h cause I'll pop b**h Carter who, I'm Pac b**h These n***as hot cause their b**h adore me Gotta swear to God I ain't knock b**h Like Bras ripped, my top's missing My top slit like goth wrists My Hyundai just entrée I'll pop Chris like parks switched I said I'll pop Chris like parks switched So stand back, this skinny n***a got this f**ing haters mad cause they not this It's XCI till we senile like the f**ing Loch Ness Get it? [Verse 3 - Nick Carter Green]