It’s Da Nuts Lyrics & Tabs by The Beatnuts
It’s Da Nuts
guitar chords lyrics
(Little kid)
It's the Beatnuts
[Unverified]
Hey world, come here
Hey world, come here
What you thought, I couldn't afford another drink?
So I went up the bar, solo, bottle
Watch me slide, through the crowd in place
To chill backstage, anybody acts strange
Smack them with the black gauze
I flow smooth to this
While you don't even know how to move to this
But it is the Beatnuts, we don't have to proof shit
Anything we drop is the shit, certified blazing
It ain't honeys like Marie Jason
But it is the Beatnuts, we don't have to proof shit
Anything we drop is the shit, certified blazing
It ain't honeys like Marie Jason
Bless and seven days like a hollow daisin'
After each show, the telle is like a peepshow
Doggie steelo, is how we hit each hoe
If I don't get you now, I'ma gonna get you next tour
Shorty looking like she wants to explore
Shorty looking like she wants to have sex raw
Shorty looking like enough of that, enough of that
Dull as they seem none of that, you don't got a ride home
Call your mother back, it's like that
Follow the rules and later you can swallow the jewels
Bragging to your girlfriends
How you sucked it and I fucked it in the mini chopper
'Cause she just wanna have fun like Cyndi Lauper
It's the niggers that you play is hate to see
You know they run up in your girl from 1, 2, 3
It's da nuts, it's da nuts
In the crib, in the club and the SUV
It's the, shush you wanna hear every place you be
It's da nuts, it's da nuts
[Unverified]
How much you wanna bet? I get as close as I wanna get
Everybody gets tough, see if I bled
Catch me in the club sittin' in the shadows, bottle of J.D.
Surrounded by some bad hoes, treat them bitches like body armor
If there is beef in the club, I shoot right through your body, mama
Why everybody hates so much?
It's real out here but I can only take so much
I'm everything you love to hate, you man, you only want that fake
You man, you only want that fake
It's the niggers that you play is hate to see
You know they run up in your girl from 1, 2, 3
It's da nuts
In the crib, in the club and the SUV
It's the, shush you wanna hear every place you be
It's da nuts
Ayo, what it is, what it is, can I touch this up a syndrome?
Yo like my addicts can I debug this up
Drift flow to be sporadic, strictly bombs and such
How much for these fanatics want the dome and the gut, gone to clutch
Watch how these chickers jump and double like ducks and then what
How these niggers walk and duck in their trucks
(What's the drive?)
Yo, I'm gonna keep you guessing your toes, ayo fuck the gun play
Just some niggers and ho's for some party and shit
La di, da di, shit, a niggers live to clip, a lady lives to dick and that shit
Now the party goes cardio vascio, cermonial masteral
To keep that factual, keep that a hundred nuts
Bust them with whatever yo, show off the hook
You crooks just stand shook, blow you niggers to bits
If you witnessed the fits, strictly kick the hits
On and on the shit, like what
It's the niggers that you play is hate to see
You know they run up in your girl from 1, 2, 3
It's da nuts
In the crib, in the club and the SUV
It's the, shush you wanna hear every place you be
It's da nuts
