Nasty With Me
Tell you what I need a superman To take me to his bedroom, baby
Break that ass apart and put it back in place Drink my goodies like some lemonade
Face planted to the pillowcase Legs pointed to the ceiling fan
And he let me bring a friend As we fuck again and again and again
It's all good Yes, all good, baby
He got a bag, he got his strap And he come from the hood
Grind on me Relax your mind and take your time on me
He go so deep, I feel it in my lungs He pin me down and he say
Please don't run, bitch, don't you run One, tap that from the back while you stroking me
Two, make me yell your name while you choking me
Three, I love it when you take that slow Let me get on top so I can ride it like a rodeo
Four, treat me like a slave, take control of me
Five, bust it on my face and ask for more of me Six, I love it when you say my name
Whisper in my ear while you fucking out my brain
I'm calling you From the west to the east coast
Calling you Cali, ATL, or Chicago
I'm calling you From St. Louis down to Houston
And I know some niggas from Montgomery down to do something
Who trying to get this club nasty with me? Who trying to get this club nasty with me
Who trying to get this club nasty with me
Like an old school freaknik, house party
Won't try to get this club nasty with me Hey, DJ, get your party nasty with me
Now everybody getting nasty with me Like an old school freaknik, house party
Break that ass apart and put it back in place Drink my goodies like some lemonade
Face planted to the pillowcase Legs pointed to the ceiling fan
And he let me bring a friend As we fuck again and again and again
It's all good Yes, all good, baby
He got a bag, he got his strap And he come from the hood
Grind on me Relax your mind and take your time on me
He go so deep, I feel it in my lungs He pin me down and he say
Please don't run, bitch, don't you run One, tap that from the back while you stroking me
Two, make me yell your name while you choking me
Three, I love it when you take that slow Let me get on top so I can ride it like a rodeo
Four, treat me like a slave, take control of me
Five, bust it on my face and ask for more of me Six, I love it when you say my name
Whisper in my ear while you fucking out my brain
I'm calling you From the west to the east coast
Calling you Cali, ATL, or Chicago
I'm calling you From St. Louis down to Houston
And I know some niggas from Montgomery down to do something
Who trying to get this club nasty with me? Who trying to get this club nasty with me
Who trying to get this club nasty with me
Like an old school freaknik, house party
Won't try to get this club nasty with me Hey, DJ, get your party nasty with me
Now everybody getting nasty with me Like an old school freaknik, house party
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Writer(s): Bri Biase
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