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notyourdad - nasty! lyrics

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oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty!
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty, huh?
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty!
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty, huh?
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty!
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty, huh?
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty!
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty, huh?

oh nasty
b+tch thinks she’s classy
little hoe really think she be crafty
got this b+tch yelpin’ out loud like lassie
trynna hop on my d+ck as i’m passing

b+tch, if you would, please just pass me!
i ain’t f+ck with you even in the past, see?
there was that time that i f+cked you in the back seat
and some sloppy in the back of the ’03
but really, b+tch
i think you nasty
f+ckin’ every broke trick on the trash heap
f+ckin’ and suckin’ from houston to tallahassee
pass me, ratty mothaf+cka, you!

oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty!
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty, huh?
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty!
oh, nasty!
you’rе so nasty, huh?
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty!
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty, huh?
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty!
oh, nasty!
you’rе so nasty, huh?

firstly, why you high?
you prolly smokin’ all the dope
scarin’ every customer from the corner store
you say confused and defeated
i don’t know
like, f+ck it, you don’t even really care no more
yo baby daddy don’t even pay the child support
but don’t go actin’ like this life was your last resort
you was clean back in the day when we was one
but you chose to leave and cut your f+ckin’ options short

you had a million, billion
chances to f+ck with clean ass pimpin’, but now you’re done

oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty!
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty, huh?
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty!
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty, huh?
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty!
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty, huh?
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty!
oh, nasty!
you’re so nasty, huh

broke b+tches trynna be flashy
with cash off a loan they ain’t owning
spend it all on dank, smokin’ up the grassy
trashy hoes starin’, wide+eyed glassy
then they broke boys roll up flashing
pistols, actin’ like they gone blast me
but they don’t know that the gutter pimp is packing
that heat, peep this shotgun
you’re gonna f+cking die
and so i started blasting

cl!ck cl!ck
pow

boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom!

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