Nasty

Oh-oh Retro my 3's, Saint Laurent shirt Handle my problems when they occur Put her in Prada 'cause I'm proud of her Drivin' the 'ghini, my hand up her skirt She ask me, "Do you want half of this Perc?" She must not know me, I told her, "For sure" She pick me up when I be at my worst Shorty in second place, she put me first Think I'm obsessed, I'm on that a- I text her back way too fast Got her a truck, she ain't takin' cabs Make me feel good and she look bad I don't know how much better she could get Usin' her tongue when she give me a kiss She be so nasty, I think that she sick Look in my eyes and she sp- (Nasty) Nasty, when I shoot she gon' catch me, yeah (let's go) Happy, it don't take a lot to make her happy, yeah Ask me, there's nothin' that she can't ask me, yeah Attach me, feelings I get attach me, yeah (Nasty) Nasty, when I shoot she gon' catch me, yeah (let's go) Happy, it don't take a lot to make her happy, yeah Ask me, there's nothin' that she can't ask me, (yeah) yeah Attach me, feelings I get attach me, yeah Took long to get her, I love the chase Backwoods and Henny, she love the taste Her standards ain't low, but they just okay Lay in the bed, she could smoke all day Trust me, I could be your backbone I'll be the one get your back blown Never put you on my back phone When I leave, always come back home (back home, back home) Right back to you with a brand new blues (blues), yeah B- try to jump her, I'm beatin' 'em blue, yeah I put ice on her neck, I'm keepin' her cool, yeah I'm a Scorpio, I can get nasty too (Nasty) Nasty, when I shoot she gon' catch me, yeah (let's go) Happy, it don't take a lot to make her happy, yeah Ask me, there's nothin' that she can't ask me, yeah Attach me, feelings I get attach me, yeah (Nasty) Nasty, when I shoot she gon' catch me, yeah (let's go) Happy, it don't take a lot to make her happy, yeah Ask me, there's nothin' that she can't ask me, yeah Attach me, feelings I get attach me, yeah