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nasty - garry with two r's lyrics

nasty lyrics
[intro]

it just gets better and better
every time i see it

[verse]

i don’t do b*tches
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 b*tch tried to k!ll 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 trynna’
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 bezerk
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 wit’ it
and ima’ keep on hittin’
’til you learn to love the feelin’
i’ll give you *rg*sms
’til we have an organism
and i don’t mind dippin’
if i get bored wit’ ya’
but if we gettin’ bags
then i go on tour wit’ 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’ assh0l* 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 lotta’ heads gettin’
chopped baby
ima’ crop myself out
they try to frame me
wit’ no hands some f*ckas’
still try to point and blame me
and lately
i been acceptin’ the blame that ain’t me
cause i ain’t trynna’ argue wit’
you stupid motha’ f*ckas’ 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 fa’ sho’ p*ssy
i don’t f*ck wit’ maybes
i see legions of broke b*tches
all screamin’ save me
sh*t 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 k!llin’ ’em softly
if you ain’t got no business b*tch
quit actin’ bossy
i’m ’bout to ball out
hoe i got the rock
like that dude from marcy

- garry with two rs lyrics

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