Aasim - I'm Nasty lyrics

[Aasim - I'm Nasty lyrics]

Yeah, Aasim yeah, hahaha
It's just a Social Club, baby, yeah
I’m nasty, don't you wanna roll?
I'm nasty, don’t you wanna roll?
I'm nasty, yeah
Well come on (Hope you enjoy) look

Lick your neck 'til your sweat tell a story
I make your legs stretch for the glory
You think it was domestic abuse the
Way I beat the pussy gory
More meat in you and then
You feel like a orgy your cherry is sweet
I wanna eat it on a Sunday
Maybe on the beach while you sunbathe
Or we could, skip the romantics
Just get to the antics
My dick direction only points one way
So clear the runway, meet at the sky bar
I got you a cocktail
You look like a pornstar
Me, I'm on my classy shit, bathroom stall
Legs around my waist until your water fall
That look up on your face I
Believe it says it all
I crush pink cookies, I am far from a rookie
Write my name on your walls
Put your face on my balls
Hurry up and drink, bitch
It's almost last call

Last call for alcohol, anybody drinkin'
You could meet at the bar, I'm drunk
I'm still drinkin’
I’m faded like a mo'fucker
Liquor breathin’ stinkin'
Ménages, massages, tell me what you thinkin'
I'm nasty, bitch, can you keep up?
I’m nasty, bitch, can you keep up?
I'm nasty, bitch, can you keep up?
'Cause, I'm nasty
And I just really wanna fuck

The bar's tellin' me drink
Your body's tellin' me drive
Put two and two together and
We'll be leavin' in five
The potion I put you is
Somethin' you can't survive
But, it's far from a Mickey
I'm just controllin' your mind
My forté is foreplay, chills up your spine
And neither of us need pills
To have a good time
If the bartenders says, "Do shots
" we doin' shots
My brother, Young Dot, he drinks unorthodox
He hit's the bathroom stall
Throw up the detox
Then he's back with a case, ready
To kill a whole box, woo
That nigga crazy, he might just wanna watch
Tape it while you make it, if you shy
I tell him stop if you naughty joinin' in
He got a fetish for your feet
They call us the vicious twins
Beat your pussy like it's beef
I'm nasty, let's skip the small talk and fuck
I'm at the bar, bitch, last call
Can you keep up?

Last call for alcohol, anybody drinkin'
You could meet at the bar, I'm drunk
I'm still drinkin'
I'm faded like a mo'fucker
Liquor breathin' stinkin'
Ménages, massages, tell me what you thinkin'
I'm nasty, bitch, can you keep up?
I'm nasty, bitch, can you keep up?
I'm nasty, bitch, can you keep up?
'Cause, I'm nasty
And I just really wanna fuck

All in all, we havin' fun together
It's just a Social Club, mamí
We all run together
If you do fabulous things, I get my nigga
Frankie on the horn to have you
Doin' flicks for Smooth magazine
Behind closed doors, you the whore I lust for
Rock on your face, Mount Rushmore
And I'm seismic
My earthquake known to shake the ground
Wait, my girl is on the phone
Don't make a sound

Last call for alcohol, anybody drinkin'
You could meet at the bar, I'm drunk
I'm still drinkin'
I'm faded like a mo'fucker
Liquor breathin' stinkin'
Ménages, massages, tell me what you thinkin'
I'm nasty, bitch, can you keep up?
I'm nasty, bitch, can you keep up?
I'm nasty, bitch, can you keep up?
'Cause, I'm nasty, and I just really wanna
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