MixxxThaMonsta - Get Nasty

(Get nasty)
Girl let's get right into it
You ain't Cher baby why you actin' clueless
You see me here baby you already knew dis
I'm feelin' like Montell Jordan this how do it
Baby move them shits over to the side for me
Got your arms around my neck while you ridin' on me
We be in the shower, on the couch, in the bed and in the kitchen
Talkin' all that shit and now it got me reminiscin', I'm like
I still remember the time when we was fuckin' on the closet
I still keep the key to your crib in my jacket pocket
Or all those times I fucked you good
And you used to put my dick so far past your teeth you needed to see a orthodontist
Yeah
I'm just bein' honest
Gotta get this shit up off my conscience
We should have this conversation while you topless
Matter fact you should go on get on top and let me slide in like

Talk, to me
Got the cash app
Right there
Get nasty
Talk, to me
Got the cash app
Right there

You heard what I said
Imma put you to bed
I ain't tryna love you baby
Just fuck you instead
You heard what I said
Imma put you to bed
I ain't tryna love you baby
Just fuck you instead
(Get Nasty)

We'll do it in the shower
For about an hour
Move you to the counter and bang you out
(Scream my name)
Kissin' on me smilin' like you made it do what it do
Still outta breath talkin' bout a round 2
You say its time to make up, this is long overdue
You say you got stamina, I wanna see if its true
So, now I got you layin' at the bottom
When you there you know its bout to be a problem
A lotta wood like a cabin in the mountains
Don't push me back you already knew outcome
We bout to do the sequel
Up, down, forward, triangle, square my dick a cheat code
You say ya ex ain't got shit on me tho
Then I put you down in all 4s
I ain't ya daddy but you say papi this is yours
Close the door like

Talk, to me
Got the cash app
Right there
Get nasty
Talk, to me
Got the cash app
Right there

You heard what I said
Imma put you to bed
I ain't tryna love you baby
Just fuck you instead
You heard what I said
Imma put you to bed
I ain't tryna love you baby
Just fuck you instead
(Get Nasty)

(Nasty, ah)
(Got the cash app)
(Right there)
(Get nasty)
(Talk, to me)
(Got the cash app)
(Right there)
(Get Nasty)

Written by:
Craig Primus Jr.

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