Nasty lyrics

by

Prince


[Prince]
Uh
Nasty like pansexuals
Not skeptical just intellectual
Flows like a river so call me perpetual
Just wait till I deliver
I'm too cold, now shiver
Man I wish you n*ggas would
I'll cut you down, timber
Remember I want no stress
My girl speaks no Englis
But haters do I rip through there chest with critical objects
Man you lost your chance
Aw man you pus*y
I f*cked up, no homo
Skipped your period, hooky
They think that I'm a rookie
The beast is what's inside of me
But yet they over look me
I'm in that ass, sodomy
Uh
These lyrics I'm saying
I can not believe
What I'm portraying
n*ggas betraying like non-monogamy
[Chorus]
I'm nasty
I'm nasty
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[Geo]
Keep up
Picture this
Psychologically
How I'm coming out new
You should call it menarche
I'm dying to demolish what they put ahead of me
So I guess I am the wrecking ball to this melody
Thats why I go right at your face destroying all the bodily
I pick right at your brain they call me lector I devour thee
Full attack not cowardly
I have no farm surrounding me
We sovereign I'm with majest
And Kobe there's no passing we
I cooked up a masterpiece
Calculated
Chex mix
Charged up
Cleverly with
Clean and
Crisp
Complexity
Word till infinity
Address me as the seven seas
I switch it up so nicely
That reciprocals can't handle me
[Chorus]
I'm nasty
I'm nasty
I'm nasty
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[JCobe]
Hehhhh!
It's Jacoby man
Yea I'm just so nasty
Picture two incests masterbating fastly
Anchor of this track, n*ggas asking if I am sane
I'm so advanced it's like I hopped in a time machine
I just wanna be the best MC, dead or alive
Come at me wrong you'll doomed like the Columbine
I wanna make it to the top, thats a hell of a stride
Coming into this game strong, all you f*cking haters can die
Other words i'll outline your body in chalk
See the yellow tape from the view like David Hasselhoff
Spittin with my G Prince, I leave prints, That is it
(Cough, Cough, Cough) Even my flow is sick
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