Nasty C – Palm Trees (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Nasty C unveils “Palm Trees”. Listen, stream, watch the video, buy, mp3 download, read the lyrics to the song produced by Joel Banks, Bankroll Got It & Nasty C.

Nasty C Palm Trees

Having served us the ‘Zulu Mixtape‘ alongside DJ Whoo Kid, Nasty C moves on from the project real fast with the release of this record “Palm Trees“. The rapper who recently unveiled the artwork of his much-anticipated project ‘Zulu Man With Some Powers’ unlocked the new track ‘PALM TREES’ off the forthcoming album.

From the revealed Track-list, ‘Zulu Man With Some Power‘ album consists of 20 tracks and houses 3 previously released singles; ‘There they Go‘, ‘They Don’t‘ featuring T.I and ‘Eazy‘.

Nsikayesizwe David Ngcobo, better known by his stage name Nasty C, originates from Durban in the KwaZulu-Natal Province. He started rapping at the age of nine, having been influenced by his older brother who was a producer at the time.

Between 2013 and 2015 Nasty C dropped three mixtapes; One Kid A Thousand Coffins, C L.A.M.E. and Price City. But it was the one-off single, “Juice Back,” and the ensuing remix (featuring Davido and Cassper Nyovest), that propelled him into the spotlight. In 2016 Nasty C delivered his inaugural album, Bad Hair, and gave it away for free. The critically acclaimed award-winning commercial re-release, Bad Hair Extensions, featured four new tracks, including a collaboration with US rap artist, French Montana. In 2018, he dropped ‘Strings & Bling‘ album which took him to the next level.

Nasty C – Palm Trees (prod. Joel Banks, Bankroll Got It & Nasty C)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
B-B-Bankroll Got It

[Verse 1]
I got jewels on me
Expensive ass shoes on me
I might have a deuce on me
Choose homie, lil’ mami gon’ make the move on me
Don’t get no glue on me
I done gassed this hoe up, now she gettin’ rude on me
It’s over, I’m cool, on me
Death by a motherfuckin’ diamond bih my chain lookin’ like a noose on me

[Chorus]
Giddy up, giddy up, giddy up
LA, palm trees
All I see is C cups, D cups
E cups, link ups
Dirty money still gettin’ cleaned up (Yeah)
You could be allergic to a million other things
All I really wanna know is do you eat nuts? (Yeah)
My chain make ’em freeze up like police gun
LA, palm trees

[Verse 2]
Sike sike sike sike sike sike sike
Sike the fuck up
We gon’ fuck, the fuck up
I just buss down, you a buster, yessir
I’m a bonafide hustler
Bend a bitch over like hut-hut
In the strip club ’cause I love butts
Whole lotta ones gettin’ chunked up