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nasty c - i lie lyrics

[phone call with tshego]
my n-gg-
you good?
yeah i’m good man, i’m good
yo i’m doing this song dawg, it’s t-tled ‘i lie’
it’s like a love…
i’m doing this song and i need you on the song
i will email it
i got like a hook
i need you on the verse
ayt

[hook: nasty_c)
i’m sending out a text to ghetto cupid
tell that boy to put a gat to where your heart is
we can netflix and smoke a dooby
i smoke that sh-t that smell like someone farted
look at what you, look at what you started
i swear, i love my d-ck as hard as a heart is
look at what you , look at what you started
i swear, i like that -ss is the softest
i lie, i lie, i lie
i lie, i lie, i lie

[verse 1: tshego]
ok across my heart that’s on my life
i never lie, girl i never lie
that’s suicide, suicide yeah
that’s not what i meant when i said, “you’re my do or die”
you got the juice but i’ll get you wet though
make that -ss bounce like a cheque do’
you owe me come cancel your debt
your p-ssy is sick like it made it me sneeze
girl you’re blessed
we connect like two keys
hear me on the news, yeah that new sh-t
nah nah girl you ain’t being foolish
no gun we can shoot this
i swear ghetto cupid made me do it

[verse 2: nasty_c]
role playing
name calling
when i was young pops
told me son, “if it’s a spade, it’s a spade call it”
so i call this ‘untied strings’
i call you my sidepiece
i call you around three in the morning
and try to sneak out, to take the d route
and pray i help you shake the sleep out
and bring the freak out before i even knock to make some of the neighbours peak out
i blame ganja ’cause my weed and my beats are the three loud, hey

[verse 3: nasty_c)
i promise if i roll a joint then we roll on the floor
and you won’t let me wait till me b-n-r get sore
better yet, when i open leave the clothes at the door
let’s f-ck the sh-t out each other then we work on our flaws
role playing and name calling
pole dancing and more name calling
no hands and more brain swapping (sh-t)
more hands and more strange barking
more of the s-xing it
that’s what you’re texting me
i know you got what you needed but sh-t don’t mention it
i thought of something that my brother told me to mess with me
he said that, “you want a woman that’s infamous, when you’re real famous”
i guess it’s true, i guess it really is
i guess its you, i mess with you
and sh-t i’ll probably mess this up ’cause i’m expected to
but that -ss is a blessing and blessings given what blessing’s due
true

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