Lyrics:
Let do it
Money man
Go get your money man, go get that
Go for that shit now, go get your money man
Mike Will Made-it bitch
Ounces in my
Let do it
Money man
Go get your money man, go get that
Go for that shit now, go get your money man
Mike Will Made-it bitch
Ounces in my
get it twisted and try to play me
First I come out, they underrate me
Then I come back, they still try to fade me
They say I'm nasty, say I'm crazy
when we do it to this song (You like that)
Let's make a movie baby
Can we get away with it? (I'll be directing, heh)
So nasty
All lights on (I like
Who fuckin with me I'm Myke Shiv nasty like BIG
We can get it cracking if you want to
Or we can chill kick back Jiu Jitsu
We both single we can do what
about,
The nasty little things I'll keep them to myself...
I will be a good boy and never tell you the bad things that I think about,
The dirty little
bitter
In this
Broken home.
Get it up and get it on
You gotta get it up and get it on
Get it up boy, get it on
Yeah gotta get it up
All night long.
Flick
that upon the riddem, I'm a lyrical sniper
All bad boys just flash ya lighters
Its gun season with a millimeter
Who wanna test them get defeater
We bun
a double click let's see what you mention
She get nasty without me asking assuming positions
Disappearing then bring it back man the knowledge she giving
All
mama I'm in love mama
Swear by my side
I'm in love mama I'm in love mama
Swear by my side
I'm in love mama I'm in love mama
I wanna be your nasty boy
A piece of my childhood that will never be forgotten
It was just an old plywood boat
With a '75 Johnson with electric choke
A young boy two hands
hectic cuz my team electric like 200 volts
Baby girl classy but she gon’ get nasty cause how much I gross
Go hard for the bread and then get out a jam
sounds good?
What sounds good?
What you need? Speed
Lighten up before
There goes the challenger being chased by the
Blue, blue, meanies on wheels
Are after our lone driver
The last American hero
The electric centaur, the demi-god
The super driver of the golden west
Two nasty Nazi cars are
Are after our lone driver
The last american hero
The electric centaur, the demi god
The super driver of the golden west
Two nasty nazi cars are
If you hear any noise, it ain't the boys
It's Ladies' Night, uh-huh
Get down on it, get down on it
Get down on it, get down on it, come
a nasty bitch
I tell her touch it
She gonna try and grab the dick
I bust a nut
It's soft, she get it back hard
The police kick in the door she
Pots in the beat, it's a bake off (packs)
Fuck on her, then she get laid off (smash)
Big boy tools, Maaco (big boy)
Make a bitch dance with a draco
Yeah, what, you
Uh huh c'mon
Yeah, yeah, what?
Nasty Nas, Virgo
Uh-huh
Ludacris, Virgo
Uh uh uh
Doug Fresh
As we go, something
catch a fade
I might not get another day, you drop the lo, I'm on the way
The Glock come with a switch, problems come with this, boy, you better not
It's a shame it had to come to this
I thought we was better than that guess not
Listen
I hope he cheats on you
With a nasty ass stripper
Get
bad boys just flash yer lighters
its gun season with a millimeter
who wanna test them get defeater
we bun fire upon with our informer
bun them with
the noise
One time for the dirty boys
River rats lookin' nasty
Smokin' all the joints
One time for the police
Always bustin' parties at the Ranchettes
Tryin'
as the London fog
You claim you want my love
Well I wouldn't know by the way you behave
If you want to feel the thrill of my touch
You better come out of your
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