Nasty (feat. Trade Voorhees)

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Garry With Two R's

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It just gets better and better
Every time I see it
I don't do bitches
That don't do dishes
And I like 'em nasty
Like covid kisses
You in the wrong city
To be actin' like you sinless
I poke holes in they weak excuses
I'm the gimlet
I'm all up in that bird
Makin' gravy out her giblets
I spent my younger years bein' timid
When my bitch tried to kill us both
It sent me off the hinges
Then I beat cancer
And it made me more relentless
You got a problem with my pimpin'
Understand that first
I'm bustin' off
The same gun that used to jam at first
I was tryin' to hold hands at first
But my middle fingers won't go down
So holdin' hands won't work
It's a new tune
Doin' the same dance won't work
I've grown callous to the things
That used to have me hurt
I'm still half berserk
F*ck around I make it hard for you to breathe
Like the air outside of planet earth
Some people never get it
Til you f*ck 'em with it
And Ima' keep on hittin'
Til you learn to love the feelin'
I'll give you orgasms
Til we have an organism
And I don't mind dippin'
If I get bored with ya
But if we gettin' bags
Then I go on tour with ya
I'll never let you settle
If I see more in ya
I'm explorin' ya
Take a tour in ya
Open up ya mind
Like there's a door in ya
That's how I get a head start
Always aim for the head part
And kick yo asshole through yo mouth
Make yo neck fart
Ding dong ditch at deaths door
What the f*ck you lookin' at the refs for?
They know I fouled out
I'm still in the game
I'm plottin' on how to get to you
It's millions of ways
See I ain't gon' lie to you
I been itchin' to fade
And I'm trippin' out on purpose
Just to give you a shave
I promise ain't much talkin'
At my barber shop baby
A lot of heads gettin' chopped baby
Ima' crop myself out
They try to frame me
With no hands some fuckas'
Still try to point and blame me and lately
I been acceptin' the blame that ain't me
Cause I ain't tryin' to argue with
You stupid motha' fuckas' mainly
Don't let me out the cage if I'm angry
A kilo of ketamine couldn't tame me
I'm foamin' at the mouth I'm full of rabies
I like fo' sho' pussy
I don't f*ck with maybes
I see legions of broke bitches
All screamin' save me
Shit I seen what happened to Jesus
You ain't 'bout to hang me or cross me
They been talkin' in circles
For so long they lost me
Once I turn 'em on
I can't get 'em off me
So I'm just killin' 'em softly
If you ain't got no business bitch
Quit actin' bossy
I'm 'bout to ball out
Hoe I got the rock
Like that dude from Marcy

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