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  • 作词 : Combs, Jordan, Notorious BIG
    Yeah, word
    I remember
    I met this one ************'
    Cause you know me
    I don't see how
    I'm the nasty mother******
    I just thought
    I thought
    I'da did anything in the world(Yeah)
    I meets this one ************,
    I comes up in the spot, or whatever
    The ************ got the candles lit or whatever
    So she tell me whatever she wanna get her freak on whatever
    So I'm like whassup whatchu wanna yaknahmsayin'
    I'm read to wear it out or whatever
    The ************ told me she wanted me to ************t on her
    Ya know ************t
    I was like whatchu mean ************t?
    I mean I might ************t on you after
    I, hit it
    I won't call you no more
    ************t on you like that
    She talkin' about no she want me to ****** over her
    And ************t, on her stomach
    I said, ************ what the, what the ******?
    What the ******
    I'm sposed to do after
    I, after I ************t on her
    I'm sposed to hit that after that?
    She's just wilding out so after
    I ************ts on the ************ right
    Ya know I ************t, after
    I ************ts on the ************
    The ************, ya know, washed that ************t off or whatever(Ohh ************t)
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Uhh, I go, on and on and on and
    Then take her to the crib and let your bone in
    Easy, call 'em on the phone and platinum channel cologne and
    I stay, dressed, to impress
    Spark these ************ interest
    *** is all
    I expectIf they watch
    TV in the
    Lex, they know
    They know, quarter past fo'
    Left the club tipsy, say no mo'
    Except how
    I'm gettin' home, tomorrow
    Caesar drop you off when he see his
    P.O., uhhBack of my mind
    I hope she swallow(Uh huh)
    Man, she split a drink on my cream
    WallowsReach the gate, hungry just ate
    Riffin', she got to be to work by eight
    This must mean she ain't tryin' to wait
    Conversate, *** on the first date
    I stateYou know what you do to me
    She starts, "Well, but I don't usually"
    Then I, whipped it out, rubber no doubt
    Step out, show me what you all about
    Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
    Pull your
    G-string down
    South, aooww
    Threw that back out, in the parking lot
    By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
    And I don't stop, until
    I squirtJeans skirt butt-naked it all work
    You nasty boy, you nasty
    You nasty boy, you nasty
    You nasty boy, you nasty
    You nasty boy, you nasty
    You nasty boy, you nasty
    You nasty boy, you nasty
    You nasty boy, you nasty
    I remember we, went to
    TennesseeThen we came home, mad messages was on my phone
    ************ named
    SymoneScreamin', she feenin', for the ************
    Me bein', the man that
    I amTook it to her condo, pronto
    Half Indian, called her
    TontoRoll the kronk ton in the dark pronto
    A few puffs, eyes got low
    And off to the bedroom we go mmm
    *** is drama, word to mama
    Rip pajamas
    I'ma stay to tomorrow
    Satisfyin' all my needs twice
    With the whipped cream, handcuffs and ice
    The ************ is nice, word is bond
    Can't wait to put my ******z on, what, what?
    You nasty boy, you
    You nasty boy, you
    You nasty boy, you
    You nasty boy, you
    You nasty boy, you
    You nasty boy, you
    You nasty boy, you
    Ladies, my
    MercedesHold fo' in the back, two if they fat
    Keep a gat, 'cause cats, try to test me
    They just fans like
    DeNiro, Wesley
    Let's see, the ************
    I'm waitin' on
    Gaudier jeans jeans look like they painted on
    Ask thee, leave it up to me
    Lay her on back ever so gently
    She like the way the dough fold up, rolls roll up
    Cristal just throw up, ************ grow up
    Hold up, there's
    DeGeneroDripped out, iceberg
    CaperoIntro goes without speaking
    Call me Caese 'cause
    I keep 'em, we can go freakin'
    All weekend, so, roll in
    Ain't it good that my
    Lex keeps foldin'?
    Uhh
  • 作词 : Combs, Jordan, Notorious BIG
    Yeah, word
    I remember
    I met this one ************'
    Cause you know me
    I don't see how
    I'm the nasty mother******
    I just thought
    I thought
    I'da did anything in the world(Yeah)
    I meets this one ************,
    I comes up in the spot, or whatever
    The ************ got the candles lit or whatever
    So she tell me whatever she wanna get her freak on whatever
    So I'm like whassup whatchu wanna yaknahmsayin'
    I'm read to wear it out or whatever
    The ************ told me she wanted me to ************t on her
    Ya know ************t
    I was like whatchu mean ************t?
    I mean I might ************t on you after
    I, hit it
    I won't call you no more
    ************t on you like that
    She talkin' about no she want me to ****** over her
    And ************t, on her stomach
    I said, ************ what the, what the ******?
    What the ******
    I'm sposed to do after
    I, after I ************t on her
    I'm sposed to hit that after that?
    She's just wilding out so after
    I ************ts on the ************ right
    Ya know I ************t, after
    I ************ts on the ************
    The ************, ya know, washed that ************t off or whatever(Ohh ************t)
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Come on, yeah
    Uhh, I go, on and on and on and
    Then take her to the crib and let your bone in
    Easy, call 'em on the phone and platinum channel cologne and
    I stay, dressed, to impress
    Spark these ************ interest
    *** is all
    I expectIf they watch
    TV in the
    Lex, they know
    They know, quarter past fo'
    Left the club tipsy, say no mo'
    Except how
    I'm gettin' home, tomorrow
    Caesar drop you off when he see his
    P.O., uhhBack of my mind
    I hope she swallow(Uh huh)
    Man, she split a drink on my cream
    WallowsReach the gate, hungry just ate
    Riffin', she got to be to work by eight
    This must mean she ain't tryin' to wait
    Conversate, *** on the first date
    I stateYou know what you do to me
    She starts, "Well, but I don't usually"
    Then I, whipped it out, rubber no doubt
    Step out, show me what you all about
    Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
    Pull your
    G-string down
    South, aooww
    Threw that back out, in the parking lot
    By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
    And I don't stop, until
    I squirtJeans skirt butt-naked it all work
    You nasty boy, you nasty
    You nasty boy, you nasty
    You nasty boy, you nasty
    You nasty boy, you nasty
    You nasty boy, you nasty
    You nasty boy, you nasty
    You nasty boy, you nasty
    I remember we, went to
    TennesseeThen we came home, mad messages was on my phone
    ************ named
    SymoneScreamin', she feenin', for the ************
    Me bein', the man that
    I amTook it to her condo, pronto
    Half Indian, called her
    TontoRoll the kronk ton in the dark pronto
    A few puffs, eyes got low
    And off to the bedroom we go mmm
    *** is drama, word to mama
    Rip pajamas
    I'ma stay to tomorrow
    Satisfyin' all my needs twice
    With the whipped cream, handcuffs and ice
    The ************ is nice, word is bond
    Can't wait to put my ******z on, what, what?
    You nasty boy, you
    You nasty boy, you
    You nasty boy, you
    You nasty boy, you
    You nasty boy, you
    You nasty boy, you
    You nasty boy, you
    Ladies, my
    MercedesHold fo' in the back, two if they fat
    Keep a gat, 'cause cats, try to test me
    They just fans like
    DeNiro, Wesley
    Let's see, the ************
    I'm waitin' on
    Gaudier jeans jeans look like they painted on
    Ask thee, leave it up to me
    Lay her on back ever so gently
    She like the way the dough fold up, rolls roll up
    Cristal just throw up, ************ grow up
    Hold up, there's
    DeGeneroDripped out, iceberg
    CaperoIntro goes without speaking
    Call me Caese 'cause
    I keep 'em, we can go freakin'
    All weekend, so, roll in
    Ain't it good that my
    Lex keeps foldin'?
    Uhh