Song | Nasty Boy |
Artist | The Notorious B.I.G. |
Album | Life After Death |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Combs, Jordan, Notorious BIG | |
Yeah, word | |
I remember | |
I met this one bitch' | |
Cause you know me | |
I don't see how | |
I'm the nasty motherfucker | |
I just thought | |
I thought | |
I'da did anything in the world(Yeah) | |
I meets this one bitch, | |
I comes up in the spot, or whatever | |
The bitch got the candles lit or whatever | |
So she tell me whatever she wanna get her freak on whatever | |
So I'm like whassup whatchu wanna yaknahmsayin' | |
I'm read to wear it out or whatever | |
The bitch told me she wanted me to shit on her | |
Ya know shit | |
I was like whatchu mean shit? | |
I mean I might shit on you after | |
I, hit it | |
I won't call you no more | |
Shit on you like that | |
She talkin' about no she want me to cock over her | |
And shit, on her stomach | |
I said, bitch what the, what the fuck? | |
What the fuck | |
I'm sposed to do after | |
I, after I shit on her | |
I'm sposed to hit that after that? | |
She's just wilding out so after | |
I shits on the bitch right | |
Ya know I shit, after | |
I shits on the bitch | |
The bitch, ya know, washed that shit off or whatever(Ohh shit) | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Uhh, I go, on and on and on and | |
Then take her to the crib and let your bone in | |
Easy, call 'em on the phone and platinum channel cologne and | |
I stay, dressed, to impress | |
Spark these bitches interest | |
Sex is all | |
I expectIf 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., uhhBack of my mind | |
I hope she swallow(Uh huh) | |
Man, she split a drink on my cream | |
WallowsReach 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 stateYou 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, aooww | |
Threw that back out, in the parking lot | |
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top | |
And I don't stop, until | |
I squirtJeans skirt butt-naked it all work | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
I remember we, went to | |
TennesseeThen we came home, mad messages was on my phone | |
Bitch named | |
SymoneScreamin', she feenin', for the semen | |
Me bein', the man that | |
I amTook it to her condo, pronto | |
Half Indian, called her | |
TontoRoll the kronk ton in the dark pronto | |
A few puffs, eyes got low | |
And off to the bedroom we go mmm | |
Sex is drama, word to mama | |
Rip pajamas | |
I'ma stay to tomorrow | |
Satisfyin' all my needs twice | |
With the whipped cream, handcuffs and ice | |
The bitch is nice, word is bond | |
Can't wait to put my niggaz on, what, what? | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
Ladies, my | |
MercedesHold fo' in the back, two if they fat | |
Keep a gat, 'cause cats, try to test me | |
They just fans like | |
DeNiro, Wesley | |
Let's see, the bitch | |
I'm waitin' on | |
Gaudier jeans 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 dough fold up, rolls roll up | |
Cristal just throw up, bitch grow up | |
Hold up, there's | |
DeGeneroDripped out, iceberg | |
CaperoIntro 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 keeps foldin'? | |
Uhh |
zuo ci : Combs, Jordan, Notorious BIG | |
Yeah, word | |
I remember | |
I met this one bitch' | |
Cause you know me | |
I don' t see how | |
I' m the nasty motherfucker | |
I just thought | |
I thought | |
I' da did anything in the world Yeah | |
I meets this one bitch, | |
I comes up in the spot, or whatever | |
The bitch got the candles lit or whatever | |
So she tell me whatever she wanna get her freak on whatever | |
So I' m like whassup whatchu wanna yaknahmsayin' | |
I' m read to wear it out or whatever | |
The bitch told me she wanted me to shit on her | |
Ya know shit | |
I was like whatchu mean shit? | |
I mean I might shit on you after | |
I, hit it | |
I won' t call you no more | |
Shit on you like that | |
She talkin' about no she want me to cock over her | |
And shit, on her stomach | |
I said, bitch what the, what the fuck? | |
What the fuck | |
I' m sposed to do after | |
I, after I shit on her | |
I' m sposed to hit that after that? | |
She' s just wilding out so after | |
I shits on the bitch right | |
Ya know I shit, after | |
I shits on the bitch | |
The bitch, ya know, washed that shit off or whatever Ohh shit | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Uhh, I go, on and on and on and | |
Then take her to the crib and let your bone in | |
Easy, call ' em on the phone and platinum channel cologne and | |
I stay, dressed, to impress | |
Spark these bitches interest | |
Sex is all | |
I expectIf 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., uhhBack of my mind | |
I hope she swallow Uh huh | |
Man, she split a drink on my cream | |
WallowsReach 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 stateYou 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 | |
Gstring down | |
South, aooww | |
Threw that back out, in the parking lot | |
By a Cherokee and a green droptop | |
And I don' t stop, until | |
I squirtJeans skirt buttnaked it all work | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
I remember we, went to | |
TennesseeThen we came home, mad messages was on my phone | |
Bitch named | |
SymoneScreamin', she feenin', for the semen | |
Me bein', the man that | |
I amTook it to her condo, pronto | |
Half Indian, called her | |
TontoRoll the kronk ton in the dark pronto | |
A few puffs, eyes got low | |
And off to the bedroom we go mmm | |
Sex is drama, word to mama | |
Rip pajamas | |
I' ma stay to tomorrow | |
Satisfyin' all my needs twice | |
With the whipped cream, handcuffs and ice | |
The bitch is nice, word is bond | |
Can' t wait to put my niggaz on, what, what? | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
Ladies, my | |
MercedesHold fo' in the back, two if they fat | |
Keep a gat, ' cause cats, try to test me | |
They just fans like | |
DeNiro, Wesley | |
Let' s see, the bitch | |
I' m waitin' on | |
Gaudier jeans 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 dough fold up, rolls roll up | |
Cristal just throw up, bitch grow up | |
Hold up, there' s | |
DeGeneroDripped out, iceberg | |
CaperoIntro 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 keeps foldin'? | |
Uhh |
zuò cí : Combs, Jordan, Notorious BIG | |
Yeah, word | |
I remember | |
I met this one bitch' | |
Cause you know me | |
I don' t see how | |
I' m the nasty motherfucker | |
I just thought | |
I thought | |
I' da did anything in the world Yeah | |
I meets this one bitch, | |
I comes up in the spot, or whatever | |
The bitch got the candles lit or whatever | |
So she tell me whatever she wanna get her freak on whatever | |
So I' m like whassup whatchu wanna yaknahmsayin' | |
I' m read to wear it out or whatever | |
The bitch told me she wanted me to shit on her | |
Ya know shit | |
I was like whatchu mean shit? | |
I mean I might shit on you after | |
I, hit it | |
I won' t call you no more | |
Shit on you like that | |
She talkin' about no she want me to cock over her | |
And shit, on her stomach | |
I said, bitch what the, what the fuck? | |
What the fuck | |
I' m sposed to do after | |
I, after I shit on her | |
I' m sposed to hit that after that? | |
She' s just wilding out so after | |
I shits on the bitch right | |
Ya know I shit, after | |
I shits on the bitch | |
The bitch, ya know, washed that shit off or whatever Ohh shit | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Come on, yeah | |
Uhh, I go, on and on and on and | |
Then take her to the crib and let your bone in | |
Easy, call ' em on the phone and platinum channel cologne and | |
I stay, dressed, to impress | |
Spark these bitches interest | |
Sex is all | |
I expectIf 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., uhhBack of my mind | |
I hope she swallow Uh huh | |
Man, she split a drink on my cream | |
WallowsReach 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 stateYou 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 | |
Gstring down | |
South, aooww | |
Threw that back out, in the parking lot | |
By a Cherokee and a green droptop | |
And I don' t stop, until | |
I squirtJeans skirt buttnaked it all work | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
You nasty boy, you nasty | |
I remember we, went to | |
TennesseeThen we came home, mad messages was on my phone | |
Bitch named | |
SymoneScreamin', she feenin', for the semen | |
Me bein', the man that | |
I amTook it to her condo, pronto | |
Half Indian, called her | |
TontoRoll the kronk ton in the dark pronto | |
A few puffs, eyes got low | |
And off to the bedroom we go mmm | |
Sex is drama, word to mama | |
Rip pajamas | |
I' ma stay to tomorrow | |
Satisfyin' all my needs twice | |
With the whipped cream, handcuffs and ice | |
The bitch is nice, word is bond | |
Can' t wait to put my niggaz on, what, what? | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
You nasty boy, you | |
Ladies, my | |
MercedesHold fo' in the back, two if they fat | |
Keep a gat, ' cause cats, try to test me | |
They just fans like | |
DeNiro, Wesley | |
Let' s see, the bitch | |
I' m waitin' on | |
Gaudier jeans 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 dough fold up, rolls roll up | |
Cristal just throw up, bitch grow up | |
Hold up, there' s | |
DeGeneroDripped out, iceberg | |
CaperoIntro 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 keeps foldin'? | |
Uhh |