D.WARD - On Natt

Poppin all these percs just to
Help my back
Damn her ass was perfect now
Thow it back
We do not agree on dis an nat
I can not believe you You not On Nat


Verse:

I swear some things don’t eva change
I tried to bless her my name
Put carrots all off in that rang
It’s no more dancin at the flame
It’s no more hustlin in da club
She said that’s sweet hun but No thanks and told her girl that shit was lame
They both start laughin over dranks

She wanted all designer thangs and foreign whips to hit dem lanes
I mean this Girl was not the same
She was a savage in da game
She was destined for the fame
So if you wasn’t runnin thangs then you would never get a taste cause she was only fuckin kings

She’s a snob for Vera Wang I mean a brat for Michael cohrs
Dior bags from what’s his name
She wasn’t mad about the whores
She had dem puppets on a strang They spoiled her rotten to the core
She say she didn’t wanna work
She always travels when she’s bored

She only wanted to be rich
She walked around like she dat bitch
And if you wasn’t paying for it then no time was being spent
Her baby daddy pay da bills he only wanna see his Kid
She say she hate him so much
They had a Bad relationship


Hook:

Poppin all these percs just to
Help my back
Damn her ass was perfect now
Thow it back
We do not agree on dis an nat
I can not believe you You not On Nat
She say stop hustlin dat shit won’t last
I totally agree Bae they on my ass
We do not agree on dis an nat
I can not believe you You On Nat


Verse:

Dis Life We livin Mustang forgie peelin
Vroom vroom give her dat feelin
No roof no ceilin
Wind messin up hair But her edges still on fleak
Super freak
Bad Bitch ridin wit me
Never leave da house without heat
In these screets
Outside running up cheese
Extra dippin nem wings

You fake fake we vreally real
So much hate cuz we illy ill
These diamonds on chilly chill
She geeked up on pillie pills
I’m tweaked up on millie millz
Bows wrapped in dat vacuum seal
You paid for em but they track em still
That GPS get jackaz killed

She on a bean
Talking bout let me sing
Touchin on everything
Stripped in na car
Started takin off her bra
We didn’t even make it to da door

I need dat water
Give me dat H2O
Backseat Love Backstroke
Swang it slow
The didn’t wanna bust to fast but ya girl had that ocean woah

Bad Ting Bad Ting
It’s up and you know what I mean
Wine baby Wine for me
American Dream
Go ahead and fix your teeth
My PPO’s pristine
No more Lean
Working on gettin Lean
Just incase you have my seed
We a team
If you down to ride wit me
I could show you love Supreme


Hook:

Poppin all these percs just to
Help my back
Damn her ass was perfect now
Thow it back
We do not agree on dis an nat
I can not believe you You not On Nat
She say stop hustlin dat shit won’t last
I totally agree Bae they on my ass
We do not agree on dis an nat
I can not believe you You On Nat

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