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nasty - rich the kid, flo milli & mulatto lyrics

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[intro: rich the kid]
she get nasty (buddah bless this beat)
nasty

[verse 1: rich the kid]
she like to twerk it in the mirror (in the mirror)
that ass too fat, ain’t no more facetime, need it clearer (need it clearer)
and when she sad, give her the d*ck and she gon’ cheer up (she gon’ cheer up)
she get done sucking, fell asleep, think it’s the syrup (it’s the syrup)
with no hands (with no hands)
hop up on the d*ck, she like to dance (she like to dance)
make it nasty ’cause she know i got the bands (i got the bands)
know she frеaky, she gon’ suck me out my pants (out my pants)
p*ssy too good, had to take that b*tch to francе

[chorus: rich the kid & mulatto]
she gon’ do it with no hands (with no hands)
she gon’ hop right on the d*ck and do a dance (do a dance)
lil’ b*tch so freaky, she gon’ suck me out my pants (out my pants)
drop the p*ssy on me like a bomb, taliban (please don’t play, uh)
hit it from the back and then she suck it, make it nasty
she so nasty, girl, you nasty
put it in her mouth and she ain’t gotta ask me (big latto)
girl, you nasty, you know you nasty

[verse 2: mulatto]
double*hand hand twist the pipe but i ain’t even plumbing
he like ’em nasty*nasty, b*tch, i’m mrs. put that thumb in
he pull on my tracks like london, throw that sh*t back, got him running
demon time, i give him h*ll, sound like an angel when i’m on it
swallow that d*ck, don’t spit up
i’ma leave a lil’ puddle when i get up (ooh)
tryna feel it in my stomach, no sit*up
call when you want and you know i’ma pick up
from the back just like that with the chin up, yeah
he got both legs pinned up
start from the car to the bed to the floor
it ain’t no telling just where we might end up (latto)
[chorus: rich the kid & flo milli]
she gon’ do it with no hands
she gon’ hop right on the d*ck and do a dance (do a dance)
lil’ b*tch so freaky, she gon’ suck me out my pants (out my pants)
drop the p*ssy on me like a bomb, taliban (please don’t play, uh)
hit it from the back and then she suck it, make it nasty
she so nasty, girl, you nasty
put it in her mouth and she ain’t gotta ask me (ooh, haha)
girl, you nasty, you know you nasty (flo milli sh*t)

[verse 3: flo milli & rubi rose]
shake my ass all on his d*ck ’cause i can tell he like to touch it
can’t have no strings attached, n*gga, do i look like your puppet?
he in love just off of f*cking, two minutes in and now he busting (ha)
confusing me with b*tches, goofy n*gga, ain’t no cuffing
he was bragging on his d*ck, my p*ssy whip that n*gga bluffing
don’t be reaching for my hand, you ain’t my man when we in public (ew)
make him slip all on this p*ssy, watch him l!ck it ’til he hiccup (yup)
kick him out my house, don’t call me twice if i don’t pick up (yeah, uh, yeah)

[verse 4: rubi rose]
i drop this bomb on the d*ck (it’s a bomb, yeah)
the way i bust it, know he think i tote a stick (uh, you know i’m nasty)
i make it nasty, i spell rubi while i l!ck (uh)
boy, this a movie, have you ever made a fl!ck? (three, two, one, play)
when you say action (action), i start acting (actin’ up)
cut, rewind, see i ride it backwards
but ain’t no passion (nah) ’cause n*gga, i could never love you (ever)
f*ck you like your daddy then send you back to your mama
[chorus: rich the kid]
she gon’ do it with no hands (with no hands)
she gon’ hop right on the d*ck and do a dance (do a dance)
lil’ b*tch so freaky, she gon’ suck me out my pants (out my pants)
drop the p*ssy on me like a bomb, taliban (please don’t play, uh)
hit it from the back and then she suck it, make it nasty
she so nasty, girl, you nasty
put it in her mouth and she ain’t gotta ask me
girl, you nasty, you know you nasty

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