your speaches, Babylonsystem, Moneypulation! You're godlike trying to reach the sky! Fire to the people! Crushing your tower! Kerosene-Blood you injected! Fuck it! Fuck it
and make bakin' There's a time for love, but tonight is now Whassup? I wanna fuck! [Chorus] [Verse 2:] Fuckin' is good when you're fuckin' right Freak Nasty fuck
you need to stop it Punk bootleggers man they fuckin' off my profit Dip up in the club and she eye ballin' me Remind me of the breezy from Terminator III Thinkin nasty
of 3, 4 lanes I'm still here [Chorus] My moma used to tell me "Son, you're gonna make it one day, it'll happen" Who knew I'd have what it takes, to be
that nasty, I heard to get a deal you had to give lap dances, This shit is serious, Sincere it is, The people wanted something real, Well yo here it is
nasty I heard to get a deal you had to give lap dancers This shit is serious Sincere it is The people wanted something real Well yo here it is My rhymes
no reason (fuck ya'll) Don't really know who I am at all (fuck ya'll mutha fuckas) So I guess I kinda gotta introduce my self again to these mutha fuckas
frontin we ain't seen em til this last week So why you nasty, fa fa fuck you call that I call it insecure, sha sha shawty think she all that Fa fa fuck
say nigga to a nigga, A nigga write nigga in a lyric, expect the white boy to omit it, The white boy spit it like he spit it, Recite it to his friends
PUMP IT UP, PUMP IT UP! (PUMP IT UP, GET IT UP!) GET-GET IT, GET IT! (COME ON, COME ON!) SHAKE, GET-GET IT! (OW, JUST WORK IT!) WORK YO' BODY! (SHAKE IT
legit Playin' them cus words dropping that shit Party from the club, to the streets Hangin' on cars to listen them freaks It ain't over, it's time to
Umph So funky! Nasty! Hey! [Verse 1: Brother Marquis] I'm Nasty As I Wanna Be I express myself so vulgarly Obscene, or whatever you wanna call it That
hate, let it break, to the flame Set trip, empty out my clip, never stop to aim Some say the game is all corrupted, fucked in this shit Stuck, niggas
care free Sucka free Playa haters miss me Hope in hard times never catch me slippin Fuck authorities they wonder why minorities be trippin We ain't having it
It's all about you, one time! [Down] I'ma say it's all about you baby, yeah [2Pac] Haha, for the bitches that think it's all about you It's all about
