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Nightmare Before Christmas Video (MV)




Performed By: Bruce Lii
Length: 2:46
Written by: Bruce Curry




Bruce Lii - Nightmare Before Christmas Lyrics




Yeah!

Bruce Lii nigga

I been gone all 2018 but Ima turn up this next year dog
Feel me
Yeah!

100 - 0

That's if you wanted to know
Don't talk money, I let it show
Two bunnies, I play in the snow Played football but I let it go
But Niggas that run up get trucked like a tow

Smack ya ass silly for acting so slow
And shit can get real if you think it's a hoax
Nigga
Ain scared to die
You see the look in my eyes?
You pussy I see the disguise
For faking you'll meet your demise

Quit screaming no cap if you lie
The people demand me like I'm the supply
We was so broke we was just getting by
Now we goin ham for a piece of the pie

No presence this year
Some missed me and some didn't care
Ain scared of shit, god the only i fear
Gotta bad yellow bitch that I f*ck from the rear

Who the f*ck I was gon disappear?
It's Lii bitch I'm here, I ain goin nowhere
I was so broke man that shit was severe
Then I got on the road and my life shifted gears

For 2019 it's a rap
Two feet on the gas and I ain turning back
Member them niggas that doubted the pack?
Make sure all them peons stay right where they at
Bitch I'm a dog I keep killing her cat
And she sat on a gat when she sat on my lap

Pounds in my house man my home was a trap
But I never complained it kept clothes on my back

Let me know who really wanted the smoke?
Cuz that shit is a joke if he f*ckin wit O
I get my dough then I gotta get low
Like I got a six sense, I be talkin to ghost
Member the times I was down and so broke?
Now my city don't know that the bull finna blow
Don't jump on my dick when you seeing me grow
Just sit back relax and enjoy all the show

Was in the back
I mean the back of the back
But now that I'm back
You gon get track after track
I mean- crack after crack
Nigga talk smack, we got nine after nine
But they don't want smoke shit they already high
I'm in my prime, I'm enjoying my time

Uh!
Yeah

Bitch I remember the games
They ain hop on my songs now I'm goin insane
Not doin features this only for gang
And I bet Niggas know not to f*ck wit my name

Swear I'm better than most of these niggas
I'm taking my credit, it's over for niggas
And I can care less who ain f*ckin wit niggas
But here come the pressure no hope for yall niggas

Stacking my green
F*ck all these hoes cuz I got me a queen
You ain got drip, you got low self esteem
Was f*cking on mother's when I was sixteen
Shorty can't walk she had dick in her spleen
The kid ain mine- But I f*cked Billie Jean
Why would I cap? Shit I keep it a bean
The hoes that you dream I would hit on routine

Uh-Uh!

Hell, Yeah
It's time to take over
I'm talking non-stop ain no f*ckin layovers
My grandma retired but whippin a rover
Yall niggas the witness ain talkin jehovah

Ain that ya bitch that I hit on the sofa?
She f*cked off the rip and ain need her no coke'a
Organic the culture bitch shout out to Yola
I'll get all my own I don't need no payola

Nigga
Bruce Lii nigga

I'm back on niggas necks man Everything
Shout out to slick, shout out Icey
Shout out the gang nigga

Yeah!
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Yeah!

Bruce Lii nigga

I been gone all 2018 but Ima turn up this next year dog
Feel me
Yeah!

100 - 0

That's if you wanted to know
Don't talk money, I let it show
Two bunnies, I play in the snow Played football but I let it go
But Niggas that run up get trucked like a tow

Smack ya ass silly for acting so slow
And shit can get real if you think it's a hoax
Nigga
Ain scared to die
You see the look in my eyes?
You pussy I see the disguise
For faking you'll meet your demise

Quit screaming no cap if you lie
The people demand me like I'm the supply
We was so broke we was just getting by
Now we goin ham for a piece of the pie

No presence this year
Some missed me and some didn't care
Ain scared of shit, god the only i fear
Gotta bad yellow bitch that I f*ck from the rear

Who the f*ck I was gon disappear?
It's Lii bitch I'm here, I ain goin nowhere
I was so broke man that shit was severe
Then I got on the road and my life shifted gears

For 2019 it's a rap
Two feet on the gas and I ain turning back
Member them niggas that doubted the pack?
Make sure all them peons stay right where they at
Bitch I'm a dog I keep killing her cat
And she sat on a gat when she sat on my lap

Pounds in my house man my home was a trap
But I never complained it kept clothes on my back

Let me know who really wanted the smoke?
Cuz that shit is a joke if he f*ckin wit O
I get my dough then I gotta get low
Like I got a six sense, I be talkin to ghost
Member the times I was down and so broke?
Now my city don't know that the bull finna blow
Don't jump on my dick when you seeing me grow
Just sit back relax and enjoy all the show

Was in the back
I mean the back of the back
But now that I'm back
You gon get track after track
I mean- crack after crack
Nigga talk smack, we got nine after nine
But they don't want smoke shit they already high
I'm in my prime, I'm enjoying my time

Uh!
Yeah

Bitch I remember the games
They ain hop on my songs now I'm goin insane
Not doin features this only for gang
And I bet Niggas know not to f*ck wit my name

Swear I'm better than most of these niggas
I'm taking my credit, it's over for niggas
And I can care less who ain f*ckin wit niggas
But here come the pressure no hope for yall niggas

Stacking my green
F*ck all these hoes cuz I got me a queen
You ain got drip, you got low self esteem
Was f*cking on mother's when I was sixteen
Shorty can't walk she had dick in her spleen
The kid ain mine- But I f*cked Billie Jean
Why would I cap? Shit I keep it a bean
The hoes that you dream I would hit on routine

Uh-Uh!

Hell, Yeah
It's time to take over
I'm talking non-stop ain no f*ckin layovers
My grandma retired but whippin a rover
Yall niggas the witness ain talkin jehovah

Ain that ya bitch that I hit on the sofa?
She f*cked off the rip and ain need her no coke'a
Organic the culture bitch shout out to Yola
I'll get all my own I don't need no payola

Nigga
Bruce Lii nigga

I'm back on niggas necks man Everything
Shout out to slick, shout out Icey
Shout out the gang nigga

Yeah!
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Writer: Bruce Curry
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