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c murder - nasty chick lyrics

(c-murder)
listen up motherf-ckers i got a story to tell
all you n-gg-s out there holding hands with these motherf-ckers street
them motherf-ckers behind doors holding meat
you might be holding a nasty -ss

chorus (2x):

nasty b-tch, gonna f-ck my boy
now how you gonna f-ck my boy
that’s why i don’t love them hoes
you can’t trust these dog -ss hoes

verse: 1

i was in love like a motherf-cker with this b-tch
but uhh, i wasn’t doing nothing but making her rich (sh-t)
but d-mn, she used to played it so cooled
i guess she must take c for a fool
i swear the s-x had my motherf-cking mind gone
and i was tweeking like a fiend for that heroin
and when i put it in, the way that she moaned,
made me never ever wanted to leave her alone
the back rubs in the hot tubs, watching videos
it made me crawl when she took it all down her throat
surprise, sh-t i hit her with a five karat
and later on we can talk about marriage (huh)
ya name tatted on my chest, f-ck them other broads
we hold hands when we walking through the shopping malls
my brother told me v charge it to the game
but uhh, listen up, cause it’s a motherf-cking shame

chorus (2x)

verse: 2

i used to page this girl about ten times a day
but after 9, she was hard to find
one-of-a-kind, huh, so i was blind with the problems we had
found a number in her purse, said it was her dad
i got a phone call from my n-gg- jubilee
he told me, he saw my girl in the movies
with another n-gg-, nut it wasn’t me
i said man, you must be tripping, n-gg- it couldn’t be
i thought it was love, but i guess the love was gone
so then i put up the phone and then i went home
park the car, walked in the door, walked up the stairs
and i d-mn near slipped on her underwear
opened the bedroom door, seen a ho,
with a n-gg- ro, bout to grab my fo-fo, hold
d-mn, b-tch i thought we loved each other
nasty b-tch gonna f-ck my brother

b-tch, get the f-ck out my house,
pick up your dirty -ss draws, get that c-m off your chest,
and wipe your motherf-cking mouth, and get the f-ck out, b–tch!
f-ck you gonna f-ck my motherf-cking boy
ol’ cheesy -ss ho
i didn’t like you anyway
b–tch
i catch you in the club, i’ma sneak your -ss
f-ck, nasty b-tch

chorus (2x)

- c murder lyrics

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