Nitty Kutchi

Angelo King & Nitty Kutchi - Waistline lyrics

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all you have to do is whine, ketch
welcome on my bus
i will push the pedal you can trap the clutch
my money getting high you can call that nitty kutch
stevy wonder money baby all i do is touch
now buss a blank for a real nigga
white boy money call that tommy hillfiger
i'd be a killer if fucking girls could kill niggers
now bend over back it up for a real nigger

she a dancehall queen when she wine
rude boy cocky is the only thing she climb
she said i beg your pardon i told her never mind
if that pussy had eyes i would mash it till she blind murdaa
so you can gwaan with that fakeness i eat cake and that dope be the waitress
mash it up & leave that pussy in the matrix
i swear to god nitty kutchi is my witness

whine up your waist line dont come here fie waist time
whine my girl
whine up your waist line to the drum & the baseline
whine my girl

whine up baby you fie whine up pon the rude boy cocky you fie whine up
whine up baby you fie whine up pon the gangsta dem cocky you fie climb up

whine up baby you fie whine up pon the rudeboy cocky you fie whine up
whine up baby you fie whine up vip it full dem gyal a line up
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Released in: 2013

Language: English

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