Il testo della Nasty
Brooke Candy
(oh he’s so pretty...)
He think he run this city
He be driving a benz
But he can’t pay his rent
No he’ll never admit it
(oh he’s so sweet...)
Sweep you right off your feet
And right into his bed
Try to get in your head
But he never wanna eat!
She told her mama they just friends
Told her sister they ain’t met
Told her girlfriends she struck gold
Uh huh, he’s tall, dark and rich
She told me all about it
I started shaking my head
She knew just what was coming
This is all that i said
Brooke
Don’t kiss that hoe he nasty
Almost put one past me
Got my homegirl last week
Nasty, nasty
Don’t kiss that hoe he nasty
Almost put one past me
Got my homegirl last week
Nasty, nasty
Girl, you should’ve listened
But you just had to let him finish
It took a minute and half
Record time on your ass
Like a damn magician
Yeah, you gotta understand
That this ain't a grown man
He took a teenager to prom
Got a couple baby mom’s
But he single on the gram
She told me all about it
I started shaking my head
She knew just what was coming
Like i already said
Brooke
Don’t kiss that hoe he nasty
Almost put one past me
Got my homegirl last week
Nasty, nasty
Don’t kiss that hoe he nasty
Almost put one past me
Got my homegirl last week
Nasty, nasty
N-a-s-t-y, youain’t got no alibi
You nasty
Yeah, yeah, you nasty
N-a-s-t-y, you ain’t got no alibi
You nasty
Yeah, yeah, you nasty
If he slide in your dm’s like a snake in the grass
And if he roar like a lion he gon’ tiger your ass
So if you see him creeping baby watch your back
Cause if it walk like a duck then that bitch gon’ quack
Brooke
Don’t kiss that hoe he nasty
Almost put one past me
Got my homegirl last week
Nasty, nasty...
Don’t kiss that hoe he nasty
Almost put one past me
Got my homegirl last week
Nasty, nasty...
N-a-s-t-y, you ain’t got no alibi!
You nasty
Yeah, yeah, you nasty
N-a-s-t-y, you ain’t got no alibi!
You nasty
(yeah, yeah, you nasty...)
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