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nasty c - throw it back lyrics

[verse 1: nasty_c]

i tell her back it up, dip, dump it, drop it, bust it
i hit her with the 8th finger, i call that octop-ssy
hmm, we getting h-lla trippy, puffing chronics
sipping grey goose, cranberry to dash, like a minus
yeah i give her that d, she a dumb -ss student
all you n-gg-s actin’ tough and i say f-ck that movie
if you n-gg-s got b-lls, i’m stunt man stupid
eating all you ghost rappers, 2 pac-man movement
team c’zzle till the 24th hour on a sunday
yeah your -ss fly till i hit you with that bug spray
in the club women give me love
viping middle fingers up, we don’t give a f-ck
till we get like 50 million bucks, we ain’t giving up, let me hit a blunt, taking shots of cirôc and vodka, blakka they hit me up
all you n-gg-s kicking feminine bars, my devilish bars got her on my metallic b-lls, n-gg- what

[hook: nasty_c]

throw it back (throw it back x3)
throw it back (throw it back x3)
she throw it back (throw it back x3)
throw it back (throw it back x3)
yea if you can twerk somethin’, then you worth somethin’
if you can twerk somethin’, then you worth somethin’
if she can twerk somethin’, then she worth somethin’
if she can twerk somethin’, maybe we can work somethin’

[verse 2: nasty_c]

now she knows i’m finna dive face first in thighs
shorty wanna blow me like dirt in eyes
i got her h-lla wet (its only safe that i swim in the)
shallow end
boy i’m finna knock her like trick or treat, halloween
i am finn hit her with that choo-choo
freeworldmusic, ho, #newrules
and we burn ’em flowers, only know to turn up louder
h-lla paid, y’all runnin’ out on the 23rd hour
i sent a vip invitation to your mom
and you probably lost your virginity to your palms, mine itching
boy i’m got-gifted
and i’m possibly as hot as satin’s mom’s kitchen
and you know l’m living off another n-gg-‘s big dreams
model-popping, bottle-popping, club-hopping at 16
and my had is on the part of her body you call private
she clinching on my middle finger, i call it chopsticks, i’m godly

[hook: nasty_c]

[verse 3:nasty_c]

shorty, shorty, shorty be my super-fan
i don’t know if i’m too high, but sh-t, her booty span
well i am finna eat it while its drooping man
let her sit her -ss on my chest, superman
i get nasty with persistence
now go on and drop it this instant
she told me she’s in need of -ssistance
she busted open like; “well n-gg-, go ahead and fix it”

[hook: nasty_c]

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