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NOTORIOUS B.I.G. lyrics : "Nasty Boy"

[Notorious B.I.G. conversating with someone]
Yeahh, worrd
I remember I met this one (*##$

Cause you know me I don't see how I'm the nasty mother$#&@er
I just thought I thought I'da did anything in the world (yeh?)
I meets this one (*##$, 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 (kssss)
The (*##$ told me she wanted me to %#@! on her! [laughing]
Ya know %#@! I was like whatchu mean %#@!?

I mean I might %#@! on you after I, hit it I won't call you no more
%#@! on you like that [more laughing]
She talkin about no she want me to @@#! over her

And %#@!, on her stomach! [laughing through his teeth]
I said (*##$ what the, what the $#&@??
What the $#&@ I'm sposed to do after I after I %#@! on her

I'm sposed to hit that after that?
She's just wilding out so after I %#@!s on the (*##$ right
[both start laughing]

Ya know I %#@!, after I %#@!s on the (*##$
The (*##$, ya know, washed that %#@! off or whatever
(Ohhh %#@!!)


[Puff Daddy] Come on, yeah [repeat 10X]


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 Chanel cologne and
I stay, dressed, to impress
Spark these (*##$es interest

Sex is all I expect
if 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., uhh

Back of my mind I hope she swallow (uh-huh)
Man She split a drink on my cream Wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate

Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate, sex on the first date I state

"You 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, aoowww

Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
And I don't stop, until I screw

Jeans skirt butt-naked it all work

I remember we, went to Tennessee

Then we came home, mad messages was on my phone
(*##$ named Symone
Screamin, she feenin, for the !@&(

Me bein, the man that I am
Took it to her condo, pronto
Half indian, called her Tonto

Roll the kronk ton in the dark pronto
Few buzz, I got load
and off to the bedroom we go (mmmmmm)

Sex is drama, head to trauma
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?


Ladies, my Mercedes
Hold fo' in the back, two if it's fat

Keep a gat, cause cats, try to test me
They just fans like DeNiro, Wesley
Let's see, the (*##$ I'm waitin on
Gaudy years teens look like they painted on
Ask thee, leave it up to me

Lay her on back ever so gently
She like the way the dope fold up, Rolls roll up
Cristal just throw up, (*##$ grow up
Hold up, there's DeGenero
Dripped out, iceberg Capero

Intro 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

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