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Performed By: Nuka Prix
Length: 2:19
Written by: Brian Dunbar




Nuka Prix - Scatter Lyrics
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Less talkin, more action
I seen him in the comments rappin
Like I aint gon catch him lackin
Ridin thru my city,
Caught that boi in traffic
He stuck his hand out tryna dap it
I swear these niggas be cappin
Everybody wana talk on the internet
Until I facetime em like
"whats yo location cause I aint innadat"
And to the hoes that eat it up
Bitch you so whack
I got my gutta bitch on standby
Look, she right here she tying up her tracks
Hit em up like what it is
Set that up
If you a man, handle your biz
Time to man up
When u come bring your umbrella,
Ima wet you up
Yeah,
Bet he lookin like a sittin duck
Let me know just what you want
I can bring it 2 u
And if u cant pick up the phone
Ima sing it 2 u
I pull up all on my own,
Bring whoever with you
They on the keyboard all day long
Doing finger jutsu
I aint one thats for the games
Unless its fps
Shootin atcho head boi I got aim
Motherf*ck a vest
These niggas tryna be sumn that aint
Its the funniest
I try 2 tell them I been in the paint
Since before they was jitts
And u still some mf jitts
Ol puss ass hoe ass square dancing ass niggas
Aint neva hit no licks!
Neva kicked no doors!
Yall niggas pussy!
Lil bitch!
Less talkin, more action
I seen him in the comments rappin
Like I aint gon catch him lackin
Ridin thru my city,
Caught that boi in traffic
He stuck his hand out tryna dap it
I swear these niggas be cappin
Everybody wana talk on the internet
Until I facetime em like
"whats yo location cause I aint innadat"
And to the hoes that eat it up
Bitch you so whack
I got my gutta bitch on standby
Look, she right here she tying up her tracks
Less talkin, more action
I seen him in the comments rappin
Like I aint gon catch him lackin
Ridin thru my city,
Caught that boi in traffic
He stuck his hand out tryna dap it
I swear these niggas be cappin
Everybody wana talk on the internet
Until I facetime em like
"whats yo location cause I aint innadat"
And to the hoes that eat it up
Bitch you so whack
I got my gutta bitch on standby
Look, she right here she tying up her tracks
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Less talkin, more action
I seen him in the comments rappin
Like I aint gon catch him lackin
Ridin thru my city,
Caught that boi in traffic
He stuck his hand out tryna dap it
I swear these niggas be cappin
Everybody wana talk on the internet
Until I facetime em like
"whats yo location cause I aint innadat"
And to the hoes that eat it up
Bitch you so whack
I got my gutta bitch on standby
Look, she right here she tying up her tracks
Hit em up like what it is
Set that up
If you a man, handle your biz
Time to man up
When u come bring your umbrella,
Ima wet you up
Yeah,
Bet he lookin like a sittin duck
Let me know just what you want
I can bring it 2 u
And if u cant pick up the phone
Ima sing it 2 u
I pull up all on my own,
Bring whoever with you
They on the keyboard all day long
Doing finger jutsu
I aint one thats for the games
Unless its fps
Shootin atcho head boi I got aim
Motherf*ck a vest
These niggas tryna be sumn that aint
Its the funniest
I try 2 tell them I been in the paint
Since before they was jitts
And u still some mf jitts
Ol puss ass hoe ass square dancing ass niggas
Aint neva hit no licks!
Neva kicked no doors!
Yall niggas pussy!
Lil bitch!
Less talkin, more action
I seen him in the comments rappin
Like I aint gon catch him lackin
Ridin thru my city,
Caught that boi in traffic
He stuck his hand out tryna dap it
I swear these niggas be cappin
Everybody wana talk on the internet
Until I facetime em like
"whats yo location cause I aint innadat"
And to the hoes that eat it up
Bitch you so whack
I got my gutta bitch on standby
Look, she right here she tying up her tracks
Less talkin, more action
I seen him in the comments rappin
Like I aint gon catch him lackin
Ridin thru my city,
Caught that boi in traffic
He stuck his hand out tryna dap it
I swear these niggas be cappin
Everybody wana talk on the internet
Until I facetime em like
"whats yo location cause I aint innadat"
And to the hoes that eat it up
Bitch you so whack
I got my gutta bitch on standby
Look, she right here she tying up her tracks
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Writer: Brian Dunbar
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