A$AP MOB - Nasty's World lyrics

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A$AP MOB - Nasty's World lyrics

[Skit: Playboi Carti & A$AP Bari] f** that b**h she's tight skanless anyways, ain't nobody got time for her. That b**h's breath stinks and you know her p**y stinks. That a** is fat. No, what we doing back there- Yo Carti I bet you ate that b**h out two weeks ago Say what? No, Keisha told me that, but I didn't believe it, now I believe it, that b**h house smell like piss I heard! Let's go to the Bronx though, I got these b**hes, real talk. Flacko's not coming bro. Let's gon' go to the Bronx bro, we gon' take a Snapchat, he gon' f** with it Let's go f** with the hoes [Hook: Fredro Starr] It's time to get live, live, live like a wire Time to get live, live, live, live like a wire It's time to get live, live, live like a wire Time to get live, live, live, live like a wire [Verse 1: A$AP Nast] Check it out, yo', yo', yo', numero uno I'm big dog, Cujo Slamming rappers like a sumo Just brought a two do' I'm one n***a macking two hoes My style too cold The wild child, but who are you though? I'm kung-fu flow The gangsta corny like that movie Juno And f** your vest my gun shoots through those Shoot up your funeral, then leave out Screaming "Kudos!" But keep it cool though The messy ones, we don't do those But you know the Mob major n***as hate us, they b**hes want to date us We keep their p**y wet and see em' later The whole style made up And yo for real though, you can't faze us Yo keep it real son, we too playa Can't even say much My live wire'll burn your place up I tell you straight up I'm hardcore go get your weight up [Hook: Fredro Starr] It's time to get live, live, live like a wire Time to get live, live, live, live like a wire It's time to get live, live, live like a wire Time to get live, live, live, live like a wire [Verse 2: A$AP Nast] Yo, ay yo I'm past the focus I'm in my zone, f** who hasn't noticed Hoes ain't like me, said I'm ugly Now they acting open p**y soaking I pimp the hoes like my name's Goldie The name's Nasty Yeah your freak know me I beat the box Leave that thing swollen Cruise through my city with my hammer loaded The pigs annoying like the sound of locusts I style wild plus my rhymes the dopest My squad the best, a bunch of lyrical soldiers Just Roc-A-Fella, Hov-a-sclupture We drink Henny like soda Reject chicks like "hold-up!" And know the game like we 'ppose to Our lives are like a roller coaster The ups and downs keep my fam closer No sneak attacks These n***as can't approach us Damn jokers We keep stack chips and keep the heat for vultures That anyday could try to run up on us, uh [Hook: Fredro Starr] It's time to get live, live, live like a wire Time to get live, live, live, live like a wire It's time to get live, live, live like a wire Time to get live, live, live, live like a wire

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