The Notorious B.I.G.
The Notorious B.I.G. - Nasty Boy songtekst
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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