Nauseous lyrics

by

DC The Don


[Intro]
Oh, yes, I'm feeling this one, woah

[Chorus]
You gotta know, oh my God, yeah (Yeah)
I'm nauseous, it keeps me up, yeah (Yeah)
Shawty the devil, the way she talks, yeah
Got me up late, bumpin' Jesus Walks, yeah
You gotta know, oh my God, yeah (Ooh)
I'm sick and it makes me nauseous (Ooh)
Her silly ways got me moving cautious
Too much to weigh, now I'm hella exhausted

[Verse]
You don't ever love sh*t, how could I fix that? (Yeah)
I buy you everything you want, I couldn't stitch that (Yeah)
Serving up, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, that's where my wrist at (Ooh)
Brodie, who the f*ck is guardin' me? This sh*t a mismatch
Pass me the ball please (Yeah)
It's a ball game, pass me the ball please (Ooh) (What? What?)
Pass me the ball please (Ooh) (What? What?)
Pass me the ball please (Ooh) (What? What?)
Yeah, it's cash and it's all threes
It's a difference, I'm not ordinary, that's why they stare at me
Fast car, Nascar, the race, my sh*t embarrassin' (Oh) (Skrt)
Risky business, I got b*tches tellin' me I'm innocent (Oh)
What I say bro? I'm heaven sent
Go ahead, take his medicine, whoa (What, whoa, whoa)
Steal the bag, make it fit, [?]
Shawty she a whole new trick, either way it go she thick (Whoa)
Taliban gang on sh*t, to be honest, that's my b*tch
Shawty, love me to hate me, quit (What)
What the f*ck did I miss?
Girl, your ass knew the vibes when you met me
Crash and I dash in the Chevy (Woah, woah)
Facts, I ain't cap, real steady (Yeah)
Cold now the world real heavy (Yeah) (Woah, woah)
Scared of my dreams, dodging Freddy
Celebration, high school ready (Woah, woah)
Needle tracksuit too smelly (Yeah)
Bro, we finna drop they ain't ready (Oh)
Holy sh*t gang too deadly (Skrt, skrt)
Woke up feelin' Melvin not Melly (Skrt, skrt)
p*ss on a b*tch, R Kelly (Skrt, skrt)
Should've been dead already
Umm, I don't know, maybe I'll chill
Hold on, Daji chill, sh*t get real (Wow)
f*ck, I should've took my pills
Actually, never mind, kill, kill, kill
Okay, okay, okay, I think I just hit another level (Okay, okay)
Okay, okay, okay, push that pedal to the f*ckin' medal (What)
Okay, okay, okay, I'm a witch, I heard that you a rebel (Okay, okay)
Okay, okay, okay (sh*t), I been sleepin' with the f*ckin' devil
It's the worst (f*ck), know that you been f*ckin' up, lately (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You just seem to have the baddest luck, lately
Feel like it's hard to go stack it up, lately
Like earth said, "f*ck it, you ain't sad enough, lately" (Huh)
Like I ain't hurt you bad enough, lately
Like I ain't already been mad enough, lately
If the moon came down right now and crashed on us (Yeah, yeah)
Would you stay down by my side or would you bash on us? (Damn)
[Bridge]
Ooh-ooh (What)
Ooh-ooh (What, what)
Ooh-ooh (Go, go)

[Chorus]
You gotta know, oh my God, yeah (Yeah)
I'm nauseous, it keeps me up, yeah (Yeah)
Shawty the devil, the way she talks, yeah (Ooh)
Got me up late, bumpin' Jesus Walks, yeah
You gotta know, oh my God, yeah (Ooh)
I'm sick and it makes me nauseous (Ooh)
Her silly ways got me moving cautious (Woah, woah)
Too much to weigh, now I'm hella exhausted

[Outro]
f*ck (Yeah, yeah)
Ooh-ooh (Yeah)
Tryna think of something clever to say at the end, can't think of sh*t, sincerely (Slatt)
Hit a n*gga right in his f*ckin' back
.223 on me, I bet this b*tch attack
It's a greyhound, make 'em spray down
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