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pynt - nasty lyrics

[intro]
we getting real, real
we getting real nasty
we getting real nasty (uh)
we getting real, real
we getting real nasty
we getting real nasty ahdasee
we getting real, real
we getting real nasty
we getting real nasty (pynt, uh)
we getting real, real (stevie stone, yeah)
we getting real nasty
we gеtting real nasty

[verse 1: pynt]
yeah, b+tch i step into thе room, yeah they knowing who i be
told ’em “baby, why you playing? ain’t n0body hot as me”
tell them boys to quit lying, i mean really, honestly
f+cked around and got a deal, and b+tch i signed with ahdasee
ain’t a d+mn thang changed, stay away with all that hating sh+t
only plan i’m making is the one where i’ma make it rich
shorty want the d+ck and if she can’t then she gon’ throw a fit
they mad i’m getting money but your lady, she okay with it
love the way the ass drop, yeah she to got a booty, too
baby is a snack, i’m in position like i’m scooby doo
treat you like a feast ’cause when i’m eating, i’ma finish you
now show me what you wanna do ’cause baby i can make the move
she say she know what i mean, her kitty in for a beating
i knock it out, now she sleeping and tell her “have a good evening”
y’all f+ck around with the beefing, i k!ll a b+tch for no reason
said she know i’m a demon, she love me, though
yeah i know, whoa
[chorus]
we getting real, real
we getting real nasty
we getting real nasty
we getting real, real
we getting real nasty
we getting real nasty (uh)
we getting real, real
we getting real nasty
we getting real nasty (getting nasty)
we getting real, real
we getting real nasty
we getting real nasty (stevie stone!)

[verse 2: stevie stone]
call me stevie stone, black lion, i’m a go getter
talk behind back, in my face + yeah they know better
i can just nod, have ’em out, open toe sandals
n+ggas out here reaching, just be careful, got a chrome handle
this a warning shot, wifey call me stevie
talk to ’em nasty, let ’em know the st++zy
i been going hard, ask around don’t believe me
she feeling on my d+ck now, mama don’t tease me
know how to work it, mama let that ass bounce
call up larry holmes, told him meet me at the stash house
stevie in the city, told pynt to bring the jag’ out
ahdasee boys in the building, brought the bag out, we getting real
[chorus]
we getting real, real
we getting real, real
we getting real nasty
we getting real nasty
we getting real, real
we getting real nasty
we getting real nasty (uh)
we getting real, real
we getting real nasty
we getting real nasty (getting nasty)
we getting real, real
we getting real nasty
we getting real nasty

[outro]
real, real, real
real, real
nas’
nas’, nas’
nas’, nas’
nas’, nas’
nas’, nas’
nas’, nas’
real
real, real
nas’, nas’
nas’, nas’
real, real
real, real
nas’, nas’
nas’, nas’

- pynt lyrics

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