(Lyrics) Nasty C – Sticky (C-Mix)

Nasty C Sticky Lyrics
Nasty C Sticky Lyrics

Nasty C Sticky Lyrics

Nasty C Sticky Lyrics: This is an official lyrics for the Hip Hop track titled “Sticky C-Mix” done by the SA rapper, Nasty C.

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Full Song Lyrics below:

Yeah, yeah

Stick to the plan
Never too quick to demand
I get up and get what I can
I’m fixing the fan
I gotta make sure it’s a breeze for all of my kids and their gran
I visit the fam
I’m putting some shit on the pan
Like “Daddy, your kid is the man”
You sit with your mans and talk about getting some grass
And never about getting some land
Too many questions about why Czzle got rid of his mans
To see if he sits or he stands
Too many incidents, killing the business, man
At least he was given a chance
I never would fiddle with xans or give them a glance
I’d rather just fiddle with bands
I deal with legitimate brands ’cause I’m a legitimate brand
With millions of fans
My record is spick and it’s span
My records, they spin in Japan
Can’t spin on a man
I’m flicking a hand like
“Let him talk shit on the gram
He’s pussy, he shits in the sand
He’s shrinking his span
He’s digging his ditch in advance
There’s no point in kicking this man
He sits in the crib with his mans
They sit with their dicks in they hands
And splitting his rands
I’m selling this merch with a big old sun in the back
It’s kinda like getting a tan
They told me a African rapper won’t blow in the States
I’m someone you quitters should stan
I channel my energy, I’m on a date with my destiny
She ’bout to give me this dance
She ’bout to give me the yams
We ’bout to toss up the coin and see where it lands

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If I’m on tour, it’s a eye and a V-sign
Came a long way from riding in a Nissan
Used to say “Mbali”, now I say “Keisha”
They ask for a C-mix, I’ma release one
Came with the bros, so she had to please one
Say I’m a asshole, she got a bleached one
Look, all of us artists, but I’m an elite one
Women are tests to a man, I might cheat one
I hit it twice, now she tryna keep man
Peace, hon!
Sold her the dream, no refund
Too many flows, I might lease one
Too many flows, I’m a beach bum
I’ve been here for a while I’m seasoned
I’m in LA where I can’t do a show ’cause my visa isn’t a B-1
But see, soon I might really need one
I’ve been outside just doing my recon
I’m from a place where a lot of em flee from
Talk to sis and she told me “Look after my heart
‘Cause that’s where I speak from ”

Ivyson shit my religion

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