It's Nasty (Genius of Love)

Ladies and gentlemen It's now the time For the Grandmaster Flash and the Furious Five MC's! We're coming, we're coming, we're coming WE'RE HERE! Ooooh! Haha, woooohh! Aiyyy mami I want to get nasty wit you baby, ahahahaha Aiyyy, tu eta por llamaseta mi amor, Linda, ahahahaha! We want to rock, YOU! We're the kings of swing And we're chosen to rule The deans of clean inside the cool school We're the chiefs of relief Contained by wild beasts The finesse of the West, the masterpiece of the East Hah, the boss of course As the lord of our fort The ones with the platinum vocal chords We're the science of desire With a magical mic The monarch of the dark in the night alright We advertise And specialize In the exercise and we'll energize The young ladies thighs Cause all the fly guys Nature's to rise right before their eyes We're the Earl of the world And the Air of flair The Duke of dare, the Mayor of debonaire Got fine, drink wine Can dance and dine Got a first class female oh so fine Hey baby, whatever you doin right girl I just want you to always be easy, and keep on shakin that thing and I want you swingin it swingin it swingin Tell me how now Like dy-na-might before it blows Who needs a band when the beat just goes boom! He's Grandmaster, he cuts faster We're the Furious, serious, and ever so mysterious Five that's rockin the house And everybody say PLAY (PLAY) Say PLAY (PLAY) well OK! Ho! Everybody see'mon! Woo! Now now! Uhh! People call me crazy, people call me sneak Just because I'm nasty, they call me a freak, hehe I am coming over, to your house tonight I promise to you baby, that I'll do you right, I'm nasty! I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha (shake your booty) I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha (we want to rock you) Just let us rock, you! Watch your girl and watch your wife I got the kiss of death, to touch your life Cause I am the man they call Scorpio I like fly girls that don't say no Hey girl, grab my hand, hold on tight Don't you worry bout a thing Raheem'll do you right I'm a mint that's fresh huh, a woman's pet There ain't a thing in the world that I can't get In the history books or the picture show It's the golden voice on your radio I'm the rapper never printed voice is solid gold I'm playin the role, they call me Kid Creole And I'm the, the Romeo, of the nasty show All the ladies in the place, to my house we go Freakin in the den just to make you move Cause I'm Cowboy, and I got the groove As DJ Flash, cuts so mean That he want to know your favorite jean Is it Jordache? (NO!) Gloria Vanderbilt? (NO!) Maybe it's Sassoon? (NO!) How about Sergio? (I DON'T CARE!) Could it be Calvin Klein? (NO!) Then what is it? (?????) Back to the bridge y'all Everybody, shake your body Keep movin and groovin and screamin and shoutin and helpin us turn it out Is everybody sayin play? (PLAY!) Say play! (PLAY!) Well OK! Alright, woo! Everybody get up! Oooooeee, yeah! People say it's dirty, people say it's wrong They talk about our music, like it's a nasty song It's nasty! I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha, I wantcha! Just let us rock, you! Got waterbed sets in my limousine And everytime I'm seen I got to be clean I tour around the world, to make the people dance And here's a little message for the ladies in France ?Ah dome mal lamate mademoiselle? ?Done wa sing, done marseis? ?Done wa rik no dees!? I'm seein this girl that I just adore I'm seein this girl that what I never saw before The way she was swaying and doing the swing I had to let her know just about my thing I'm the M, are, N E-Double S Come on, ah fly girl, and put me to a test and I'll rock you, until you give me the rest I keep on it, until you start to fess Raheem, in your life, what more can you ask I bet you can't think of a greater task I make my light shine on your cloudy days You can surf if you want to, on my waves I caress your soft body on those mellow nights A continuous thing, to the morning light It's reality, it's not a dream It's nothing less than the best when it's from Raheem Now it's my turn so understand That I'm the Kid Creole, and I'm a ladies man I don't, have a lot of women hangin on my steez Only one fine lady that you better believe I say Annette's her name, and that's the truth I give a lot of things up, before I turn her loose It's just her, and that's simple and plain And that's the only way I run my game Well I'ma, Cowboy and I'm the real McCoy I'm chocolate all over like an Almond Joy Bowlegged cool brother and you will agree On top of the world for the ladies to see Gonna hip gonna hop gonna rock the spot Gonna make everybody want to rock rock rock Gonna do it to the East, want to do it to the West Gonna make you relax right upon your chest Grandmaster Flash, is willing and able He's the king of the cuts on two turntables He's the GRAND, GRAND, the master man He's so nice with his hands he don't need no band Rocks 45's, and 33's Rocks boys men women and young ladies He can slice so precise it's almost fun And he makes better love than a mick makes money Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick, Slick Rick Slick Rick, Slick Rick (ha ha hah hah hah), hooooooo-ho!! Owwwwwwwwwwwwwwww! (lots of varied conversation to the end, at least one mention of Bob Marley)