B I G - Nasty Boy lyrics
rate meYeah, word, I remember I met this one bitch<br />
'Cause you know me I don't see how I'm the nasty motherfucker<br />
I just thought I thought I'da did anything in the world<br />
I meets this one bitch, I comes up in the spot, or whatever<br />
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The bitch got the candles lit or whatever, so<br />
She tell me whatever she wanna get her freak on whatever<br />
So I'm like whassup whatchu wanna you know what I'm sayin'?<br />
I'm read to wear it out or whatever<br />
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The bitch told me she wanted me to shit on her<br />
Ya know shit I was like whatchu mean shit?<br />
I mean I might shit on you after I, hit it I won't call you no more<br />
Shit on you like that<br />
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She talkin' about no she want me to cock over her<br />
And shit, on her stomach, I said bitch what the, what the fuck?<br />
What the fuck I'm 'sposed to do after I after I shit on her<br />
I'm 'sposed to hit that after that?<br />
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She's just wilding out so after I shits on the bitch right<br />
Ya know I shit, after I shits on the bitch<br />
The bitch, ya know, washed that shit off or whatever<br />
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Come on, yeah, come on, yeah<br />
Come on, yeah, come on, yeah<br />
Come on, yeah, come on, yeah<br />
Come on, yeah, come on, come on<br />
Come on, yeah, come on, yeah<br />
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Uh, I go, on and on and on and<br />
Then take her to the crib and let your bone in<br />
Easy, call 'em on the phone and platinum Chanel cologne and<br />
I stay, dressed, to impress spark these bitches interest<br />
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Sex is all I expect if they watch TV in the Lex, they know<br />
They know, quarter past fo' left the club tipsy, say no mo'<br />
Except how I'm gettin' home, tomorrow<br />
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O., uh<br />
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Back of my mind I hope she swallow<br />
Man she split a drink on my cream Wallows<br />
Reach the gate, hungry just ate<br />
Riffin', she got to be to work by eight<br />
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This must mean she ain't tryin' to wait<br />
Conversate, sex on the first date I state<br />
You know what you do to me<br />
She starts, "Well but I don't usually"<br />
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Then I, whipped it out, rubber no doubt<br />
Step out, show me what you all about<br />
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse<br />
Pull your G-string down South, aw<br />
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Threw that back out, in the parking lot<br />
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top<br />
And I don't stop, until I screw<br />
Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work<br />
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You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
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You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
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I remember we, went to Tennessee<br />
Then we came home, mad messages was on my phone<br />
Bitch named Symone, screamin', she feenin', for the semen<br />
Me bein', the man that I am took it to her condo, pronto<br />
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Half Indian, I called her Tonto<br />
Roll the chron' chron' in the dark pronto<br />
Few puffs, eyes got low and off to the bedroom we go<br />
Sex is drama, head to trauma rip pajamas, I'ma stay 'til tomorrow<br />
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Satisfyin' all my needs twice<br />
With the whipped cream, handcuffs and ice<br />
The bitch is nice, word is bond<br />
Can't wait to put my niggaz on, what, what?<br />
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You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
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Ladies, my Mercedes hold fo' in the back, two if it's fat<br />
Keep a gat, cause cats, try to test me<br />
They just fans like DeNiro, Wesley<br />
Let's see, the bitch I'm waitin on<br />
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Gaudy years teens look like they painted on<br />
Ask thee, leave it up to me<br />
Lay her on back ever so gently<br />
She like the way the dope fold up, Rolls roll up<br />
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Cristal just throw up, bitch grow up<br />
Hold up, there's DeGenero, dripped out, iceberg Capero<br />
Intro goes without speaking call me Caese 'cause I keep 'em<br />
We can go freakin' all weekend, so, roll in<br />
Ain't it good that my Lex keeps foldin'? Uh<br />
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You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
You nasty boy, you nasty<br />
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