Nasty Boy Lyrics

Nasty Boy lyrics

Uhh  I go  on and on and on and  

 we'll take um to the crib and let your bone in  

 Easy  call em on the phone and  

 platinum Chanel cologne and  

 I stay  dressed  to impress  

 Spark these bitches interest  

 Sex is all I expect  

 if they watch TV in the Lex  they know  

 They know  quarter past fo'  

 Left the club tipsy  say no mo'  

 except how I'm gettin home  tomorrow  

 Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.  uhh  

 Back of my mind I hope she swallow (uh-huh)  

 Man, she spilled a drink on my cream Wallows  

 Reach the gate, hungry just ate  

 Riffin, she got to be to work by eight  

 This must mean she ain't tryin to wait  

 Conversate, sex on the first date I state  

 "You know what you do to me"  

 She starts, "Well but I don't usually"  

 then I, whipped it out, rubber no doubt  

 Step out, show me what you all about  

 Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse  

 Pull your G-string down South, aoowww  

 Threw that back out, in the parking lot  

 By a Cherokee and a green drop-top  

 And I don't stop, until I squirt  

 Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work  

 I remember we, went to Tennessee  

 Then we came home, mad messages was on my phone  

 Bitch named Symone  

 Screamin, she feenin, for the semen  

 Me bein, the man that I am  

 Took her to her condo, pronto  

 Half indian, I called her Tonto  

 Rolled a crom-crom in the dark, pronto  

 Few puffs, eyes got low  

 and off to the bedroom we go *mmmmmm*  

 Sex is drama, head to trauma  

 Rip pajamas I'ma stay to tomorrow  

 Satisfyin all my needs twice  

 With some whipped cream, handcuffs and ice  

 The bitch is nice, word is born  

 Can't wait to put my niggaz on, what, what?  

 Ladies, my Mercedes  

 Hold fo' in the back, two if it's fat  

 Keep a gat, for cats that try to test me  

 They just fans like DeNiro, Wesley  

 Let's see, the bitch I'm waitin on  

 Gaudy years jeans look like they painted on  

 Ask thee, leave it up to me  

 Lay her on back ever so gently  

 She like the way the dope fold up, Rolls roll up  

 Cristal just throw up, bitch grow up  

 Hold up, there's DeGenero  

 Dripped out, iceberg Capero  

 Intro goes without speaking  

 Call me Caese cause I keep em, we can go freakin  

 all weekend, so, roll in  

 Ain't it good that my Lex seats foldin? Uhh