ฟังเพลงNasty Nasty (Explicit)

Nasty Nasty (Explicit) - Tyga

You's a nast' uh nast' uh nasty ni**a eh

You's a nast' uh nast' uh nasty ni**a

You's a nasty ni**a

You's a nasty ni**a

You's a trashy ni**a

You's a trashy ni**a

You's a nasty ni**a

You's a nasty ni**a

You's a trashy ni**a

You's a trashy ni**a

You's a nast' uh nast' uh nasty ni**a eh

You's a nast' a** a a** a** a** nasty ni**a

She ride it

She top me

She freaky

She 'bout it

She crazy

She violent

She dripping

It's fountain

I smack it

She pull it

She bite it

No scratching

It's target

Practice

Keep a

Ratchet

Ta tap out when I tap it

Crossed like a catholic

Diamonds all in my fabric

These niggas is so average

I'm all in my peas and carrots

Ain't thinking 'bout no marriage

You livin' vicariously through me that's why you starin'

Starin' huh

D*mn I f**ked some thot hoes

But I gotta keep that on the low

Them screenshots be ammo

Just blew my load wearing rambo

The grant game told her sip slow

Wildin' chain in this vietraw

Her head strong hedgehog

Hell yea I blew her head off

Feds watchin' so I sped off

Crawl back to me cut the legs off

Broke is a joke wipe the smirk off

I don't drink no smirnoff

You niggas shop at the surplus

Boss up get your dollars up

F**k her once I don't follow up

You's a nasty ni**a haha

You's a trashy ni**a

You's a nasty ni**a augh

You's a trashy ni**a bih

You's a nast' uh nast' uh nasty ni**a ehh

You's a nast' uh nast' uh nasty ni**a

She said

You's a nasty ni**a

You's a nasty ni**a

You's a trashy ni**a

You's a trashy ni**a

You's a nasty ni**a

You's a nasty ni**a

You's a trashy ni**a

You's a trashy ni**a

You's a nast' uh nast' uh nasty ni**a eh

You's a nast'a** a a** a** a** nasty ni**a

Hah

I'm a nasty ni**a ni**a

She love nasty niggas niggas

All of that a** in my face face

Don't feel bad my ni**a ni**a

F**kin' with no brakes

No brakes

Crash in the pillows

All of my beach they bang

I cum on the instrumental

Do it my dirt is simple

Pull up on a thot

Flexin' on my ops

Hitting that milly rock

Hoo

Hot boy in the hot

Glaciers all in my watch my watch

Making her best friend watch watch

I might might go live

I got

No time b**ch

Ride it like you don't drive

Hop up on your good foot

Spit on it shoeshine

In the booth I

Go caboose if the track fire

I end that flatline rotate hoes like spare tires

Hah

Five flames but the heatwave car painted and the feet suede

In the strip club I go T Pain

Stay in your lane 'cause heat lane

I'm the ni**a that can't be traced

Spray in your face no face paint

Your baby mama always say

You's a nasty ni**a hah

You's a trashy ni**a yeh

You's a nasty ni**a hah

You's a trashy ni**a bih

You's a nast' uh nast' uh nasty ni**a eh

You's a nast' uh nast' uh nasty ni**a

You said

You's a nasty ni**a

You's a nasty ni**a

You's a trashy ni**a

You's a trashy ni**a

You's a nasty ni**a

You's a nasty ni**a

You's a trashy ni**a

You's a trashy ni**a

You's a nast' uh nast' uh nasty ni**a eh

You's a nast' a** a a** a** a** nasty ni**a

Nast' uh