That's Nasty

What what what what YEEEAAA! Pitbull in this! This Lil Jon Chekin in, where my T golds at! [Chorus:] Twentyfo's on my truck that's nasty They spin when you stop that's nasty Twentyfo's on my truck that's nasty They spin when you stop that's nasty WHAT WHAT AAAA LETS GO! Pitbull's chillin' the bottom wit no deals If them boys talk a lot then its no reals Shimmya why'all shimmy yay shimmy yayo Catch me wit picolo riding on them thangs Word of mouf there's a drought on the streets So who ever sitting on them k's is looking at some cheezle But don't let them boys find out where the safe house is at And if its where you lay your head, what kinda safe house is that! You don't deserve to hold weight you deserve to get robbed Your the first to turn state Those who got snitched on relate to No matter what you do heffer damn gon' hate ya That's just mother nature Ain't she a mother I know these bitches named bullets and they loved to date ya Or better said they love to rape ya From the bottom to A-town the game is ours now! [Chorus:] WHAT WHAT AAAA LETS GO! I from the land where you name it everything's crooked Watch what you do 'cause, everything's looking Man these streets got ears and eyes And they want to know its all who what when and whyz So when you see me on them twenty fours spinning You know the cut me a serious check But for now I'm still grindin' fiending for a legging That's some serious shit ya I'm involved in some serious shit ya I'm like TI,I'm serious bitch I'm giving Miami a facelift Why'all just face it Don't believe its wrong just taste it [Chorus:] WHAT WHAT AAAA LETS GO! When I came in Mami you know you nasty Them bitch ass niggaz want to blast me Still punkn' gettin' crunked off that crunk juice Hatin' 'cause your girl on me and she hate you We gotta do nigga what cutlass dropped down on d'z If you pump it relocate your soul from the streets Remember me lil g A-town to the O [OOOO] If you ain't got no money I'm a get some from your hoe What you hate dawg? my dawg got rhymes on singing Get your hatin dawg, my twentyfo's keep spinning G'z up and whateva F down! Not a gat bring some money oh really? go act a clown Lay it up pimp get shot to the head But why'all want my cutlass now I just want yo bread Sport a lil platinum be -see and be -be I'm thug nigga and you know this to the be ! Don't hate the, the playa Don't hate the, the game Don't hate the, the playa Don't hate the, the game WHAT WHAT AAAA LETS GO! [Chorus:]