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NAUSEOUS Video (MV)




Performed By: Mordeci
Language: English
Length: 3:36
Written by: Mikel Livingston




Mordeci - NAUSEOUS Lyrics
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Creepin' with the Martians
You ain't really eatin', pussy boy, you starvin
Call him Marvin, you really a target
Watch your back, bitch, and I'm with a cool lil' sexy ass black bitch
And I got a white hoe, she clean my pipe, hoe
And she like to fight hoes, knock out her lights, hoe
And I'm on a light pole, I'm high as f*ck, though
And I'm fly as f*ck, though, I'm fly as f*ck, hoe
Bitch, I'm really ballin, I'm really tall, really tall, like Gasol 'nem
Like I'm Paul 'nem, ballin' like I'm Jordan
Why you flodgin'? Nigga think he flossin'
You ain't flossin', you talkin', we'll walk it
Grab a lighter, grab a blunt, and I spark it
I'm really cautious, haters make me nauseous
Make me nauseous, jiggas make me nauseous
Niggas make me nauseous
I be movin' cautious
Don't move wrong, it'll cost ya
Tryna be surrounded by some bosses
Broke niggas make me nauseous
Broke bitches make me nauseous
Niggas make me nauseous
I don't do no jiggas, they make me nauseous
I don't trust these niggas, they make me nauseous
Oh, he think he sicker, bitch, I'm nauseous
I'm nauseous, niggas make me nauseous
I don't do no jiggas, they make me nauseous
I like them figures like them bosses
Niggas make me nauseous
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Creepin' with the Martians
You ain't really eatin', pussy boy, you starvin
Call him Marvin, you really a target
Watch your back, bitch, and I'm with a cool lil' sexy ass black bitch
And I got a white hoe, she clean my pipe, hoe
And she like to fight hoes, knock out her lights, hoe
And I'm on a light pole, I'm high as f*ck, though
And I'm fly as f*ck, though, I'm fly as f*ck, hoe
Bitch, I'm really ballin, I'm really tall, really tall, like Gasol 'nem
Like I'm Paul 'nem, ballin' like I'm Jordan
Why you flodgin'? Nigga think he flossin'
You ain't flossin', you talkin', we'll walk it
Grab a lighter, grab a blunt, and I spark it
I'm really cautious, haters make me nauseous
Make me nauseous, jiggas make me nauseous
Niggas make me nauseous
I be movin' cautious
Don't move wrong, it'll cost ya
Tryna be surrounded by some bosses
Broke niggas make me nauseous
Broke bitches make me nauseous
Niggas make me nauseous
I don't do no jiggas, they make me nauseous
I don't trust these niggas, they make me nauseous
Oh, he think he sicker, bitch, I'm nauseous
I'm nauseous, niggas make me nauseous
I don't do no jiggas, they make me nauseous
I like them figures like them bosses
Niggas make me nauseous
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Writer: Mikel Livingston
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