NADIA NAKAI – Practice Lyrics Ft. VIC MENSA
Practice Lyrics by NADIA NAKAI Ft. VIC MENSA
Since the beginning of time, men had been doing dumb sh!t to get a woman
All it takes, is one good song to override all this criminal sh!t you got going on”
Pull up in that uhm-uhm, that’s a Taurus (that’s a Taurus)
Too much phony in the hood, they can’t ignore us (can’t ignore us)
I’m gon’ pull up with my gang of b!tches, other side is scandalicous
Hit the club, we ballin’ in the courts (court, court, court)
Don’t get any closer, I’m a savage (savage)
B00ty way too bigger than your status (status, status)
Prada in the closet ’cause I’m managed
Disrespectful, they don’t get it, that’s just practice (practice on you niqqas)
You can’t get the coochie ’cause you average
When I die it’s gon’ be Louis in that casket
I swear to God, I got that Gucci just to flash it
Honey, keep your distance ’cause that coochie smell like catfish
I just cannot stand it, uh
They talk too much, I guess I’m quick to get to acting, uh
If they don’t box, I get to walking like a pa$$age, uh
You with the bark, I’m really different with the language
The only thing I talk is money talk, I understand it
They see that a$$ and they freeze!
Asking questions like, “How you fit all that a$$ in them jeans?”
Walking ’round like the baddest b!tch in the planet I be
Want a piece but you ain’t even got the stamina, please! (Niqqa please!)
How much is that? I want a packet of each
B!tches mad ’cause all they mans just want a piece of this cheese
I grab the mic and get to flowing like “Sheesh!”
I’m the type to cuff a niqqa, have him stuck on a leash
Pull up in that uhm-uhm, that’s a Taurus (that’s a Taurus)
Too much phony in the hood, they can’t ignore us (can’t ignore us)
I’m gon’ pull up with my gang of b!tches, other side is scandalicous
Hit the club, we ballin’ in the courts (court, court, court)
Don’t get any closer, I’m a savage (savage)
B00ty way too bigger than your status (status, status)
Prada in the closet ’cause I’m managed
Disrespectful, they don’t get it, that’s just practice (practice on you niqqas)
Nadia, you know they ain’t got nada on ya
If that pu$$y timeless, might put a Patek on ya
I’m a cold a$$ niqqa, I don’t wear Patagonia
I know I got you red hot like Danny California
It get chilly on my block, they clapping like the NOLIA
Stupid thick, waist slim and she like a Soulja
I got her going down dawg, no Vinyasa yoga
Niqqas runnin’ out of options, y’all could not be broker
Ayy, Jo’burg, what it do?
Hillbrow, what it does?
Yeoville, what’s hood?
Me and Cayla plug, on that 1942 you dub
I get groupie love
See me in a crew, she choosing up
I got loose sleeve, in my new D’s
We call it Ootchie
Got a new ting, with a b00ty like Kali Uchis
Left cheek, right cheek like sheesh!
I fly out to S.A, I might stay the whole week
She fvck me 12-times but I’m not the police
Pull up in that uhm-uhm, that’s a Taurus (that’s a Taurus)
Too much phony in the hood, they can’t ignore us (can’t ignore us)
I’m gon’ pull up with my gang of b!tches, other side is scandalicous
Hit the club, we ballin’ in the courts (court, court, court)
Don’t get any closer, I’m a savage (savage)
B00ty way too bigger than your status (status, status)
Prada in the closet ’cause I’m managed
Disrespectful, they don’t get it, that’s just practice (practice on you niqqas)
Don’t get any closer, I’m a savage (savage)
B00ty way too bigger than your status (status, status)
Prada in the closet ’cause I’m managed
Disrespectful, they don’t get it, that’s just practice (practice on you niqqas)