C-murder - Nasty Chick lyrics

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C-murder - Nasty Chick lyrics

(c-murder) Listen up motherf**ers i got a story to tell All you n***as out there holding hands with these motherf**ers street Them motherf**ers behind doors holding meat You might be holding a nasty a** Chorus (2x): Nasty b**h, gonna f** my boy Now how you gonna f** my boy That's why i don't love them hoes You can't trust these dog a** hoes Verse: 1 I was in love like a motherf**er with this b**h But uhh, i wasn't doing nothing but making her rich (sh**) But damn, she used to played it so cooled I guess she must take c for a fool I swear the s** had my motherf**ing mind gone And i was tweeking like a fiend for that h**n And when i put it in, the way that she moaned, Made me never ever wanted to leave her alone The back rubs in the hot tubs, watching videos It made me crawl when she took it all down her throat Surprise, sh** i hit her with a five karat And later on we can talk about marriage (huh) Ya name tatted on my chest, f** them other broads We hold hands when we walking through the shopping malls My brother told me v charge it to the game But uhh, listen up, cause it's a motherf**ing shame Chorus (2x) Verse: 2 I used to page this girl about ten times a day But after 9, she was hard to find One-of-a-kind, huh, so i was blind with the problems we had Found a number in her purse, said it was her dad I got a phone call from my n***a jubilee He told me, he saw my girl in the movies With another n***a, nut it wasn't me I said man, you must be tripping, n***a it couldn't be I thought it was love, but i guess the love was gone So then i put up the phone and then i went home Park the car, walked in the door, walked up the stairs And i damn near slipped on her underwear Opened the bedroom door, seen a ho, With a n***a ro, bout to grab my fo-fo, hold Damn, b**h i thought we loved each other Nasty b**h gonna f** my brother b**h, get the f** out my house, Pick up your dirty a** draws, get that cum off your chest, And wipe your motherf**ing mouth, and get the f** out, b*atch! f** you gonna f** my motherf**ing boy Ol' cheesy a** ho I didn't like you anyway b*atch I catch you in the club, i'ma sneak your a** f**, nasty b**h Chorus (2x)

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