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Aap Ferg – Nasty Who Dat Lyrics

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Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Migos, Ferg
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who
Who dat, who dat, who dat, tryna get up in my crew

Your bitch been a fan while she hittin my J
Another deal with Adidas cause Im feelin like that
Now, now I just blow the money, got em swimmin in cash
I dont even throw the money, sit the brick on the ass
Your bitch been a fan while she hittin my J
Another deal with Adidas cause Im feelin like that
Now, now I just blow the money, got em swimmin in cash
I dont even throw the money, sit the brick on the ass

All these bricks and money I been stackin
All dollars bustin through the plastic
1800 got me blastin
Ima keep the money comin, keep dancin
Tonight I fell in love with a stripper
Ferguson can be her last name
Who dat, who dat, who dat on your Insta?
Invite her to my crib, we gettin nasty

Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who
Who dat, who dat, who dat, tryna get up in my crew

Stars in the ceilin, wraith top wraith top
Who dat rich mothafucka named Takeoff? Takeoff
Bad bitch ass soft, beat her face off
Lawyer Jew, was bout that paper, knock that case off Quavo
Ice shine bright, one hell of a night ice
Once I hit it one time bet I make her swipe cash
Beat the pussy, Ike, Mike Tyson bite wooh
Early AM on the red eye flight
A1 dope, nigga cant forget the steak sauce
Same hoes everywhere I go, Nate Dogg
We run from the red dog pick up when that bag call
Flew to New York bout that thread talk, put on when Ferg call brrr brrr
Hello, whats up? Yeah, its my brother Ferg Ferh
Double park that Bentley scurr on the Harlem curb oh
I can flip a pigeon brrr and a dirty bird brrr
Chopper with precision chopper
You better mind your business oh

Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who
Who dat, who dat, who dat, tryna get up in my crew

All these bricks and money I been stackin yeah
All dollars bustin through the plastic
1800 got me blastin yeah
Ima keep the money comin, keep dancin dancin
Tonight I fell in love with a stripper yeah
Ferguson can be her last name what?
Who dat, who dat, who dat on your Insta?
Invite her to my crib, we gettin nasty

Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, yeah
Ah, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya, ya
Who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who dat, who
Who dat, who dat, who dat, tryna get up in my crew

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