
I Love You Nasty C
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[Intro]
(Oh, oh, oh-oh)
(Oh, oh, oh-oh)
(Oh, oh, oh-oh)
(Oh, oh, oh-oh)
[Pre-Chorus]
She wanna get geeked and dance, dance, dance
I'm talkin' about hips and feet
Been hittin' these streets, just cabs, cabs, cabs
I'm talkin' about chips and treats
Gettin' no sleep, just bags, bags, bags
'Cause none of this shit come cheap
This life is too sweet and fast, fast, fast, fast, fast
[Chorus]
Yeah, tryna get by
Marijuana, she gotta get high
Fucked for a hour, she gotta go cry
And then I looked deep in her eyes and told a good lie
I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)
I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)
I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)
I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)
[Verse 1]
This gyal no dey tire
She's always chasin' the fire
If you're sellin' dreams, she a buyer
She'll jack you off like you're changin' a tyre, tyre
Callin' me daddy, 'cause hers is a naaier
Holdin' me tight as a plier
The search for affection is dire
The industry messed with her wires
It's 'cause of the hoes she admire
I would tell her the streets don't love her
But I don't wanna preach to the choir
She's swingin' from liar to liar
Swingin' like Tobey Maguire
She's a beautiful person at heart but shorty's a ugly crier
(Oh, oh, oh-oh)
(Oh, oh, oh-oh)
(Oh, oh, oh-oh)
(Oh, oh, oh-oh)
[Pre-Chorus]
She wanna get geeked and dance, dance, dance
I'm talkin' about hips and feet
Been hittin' these streets, just cabs, cabs, cabs
I'm talkin' about chips and treats
Gettin' no sleep, just bags, bags, bags
'Cause none of this shit come cheap
This life is too sweet and fast, fast, fast, fast, fast
[Chorus]
Yeah, tryna get by
Marijuana, she gotta get high
Fucked for a hour, she gotta go cry
And then I looked deep in her eyes and told a good lie
I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)
I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)
I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)
I love you (Oh, oh, oh-oh)
[Verse 1]
This gyal no dey tire
She's always chasin' the fire
If you're sellin' dreams, she a buyer
She'll jack you off like you're changin' a tyre, tyre
Callin' me daddy, 'cause hers is a naaier
Holdin' me tight as a plier
The search for affection is dire
The industry messed with her wires
It's 'cause of the hoes she admire
I would tell her the streets don't love her
But I don't wanna preach to the choir
She's swingin' from liar to liar
Swingin' like Tobey Maguire
She's a beautiful person at heart but shorty's a ugly crier
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