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lirik lagu pimpadelic - nasties get up

i ain’t got time for b~tches
but i like the money and i’m a pimp
addicted to droppin’ my britches
so come one come all, hope you have a ball
b~tches talk sh~t, threw the pitch
don’t clam up the bark~walk the walk
too late, already perpetrated
m~st~rbated on yout b~tch~switch to this
jealousy will get you nowhere~who cares~you care
plotting where i’ll all the time~everywhere
godd~mn this just can’t be
came from blue mound~dropped the sound
now kids are lookin’ up to me
for what and why, the reason still ain’t clear
fear not what you know~f~ck what you hear
your girl ate my sh~t and l!ck my ass clean
deep ellum’s p~ssed off ’cause we own the sence~to me
it ain’t nothin’ but a sold~out show
naked b~tches, blunts, and franklins
yo, i can’t say no~got to flow
i weave my lyrics like a teflon web, man
it ain’t debatable; unfadable is what i am
i’m the young dirty b~st~rd~head of the class
grab your girl by the hair while tapin’ that ass
tired of the chicks~i’m goin’ down for the last time
hated ’cause rhymes are better than a white line
shoulda known better than to f~ck the kid
’cause i’m a motherf~ckin’ pimp that you can’t get with
you think your sh~t don’t stink~i’d hate to bust your bubble
but you’s a b~tch and a b~tch ain’t nothin’ nut trouble
all the nasties get up and get hyped tonight
and watch the pimps dip in and get a grip thats tight
once again you’ll find the pimp and dirty’s stove up
with your girlfriend bent, yeah, we tore her
from the floor up

a motive for getting lifted is intolerance
for all the suckers and b~tches coming up short with the kord
but that’s irrevelant~heaven sent
getting bent on the regular
begging you to second a motion
you where a h~lluva
hit bit of honey, plus coughed up that money
some other buster must’ve heard the word of dirty
tried to run me for some love chump will do anything
no time for that sh~t til the telephone rings
another nasty goin past me claimed she knew me from the day
hit it, quit it, sh~tted on it, sent her on her way
southern devils sons of rebels that can’t keep in sight kid
like loverboy says the kids hot tonight
pass the p~junk~ease punk off these n.u.t.s. or wind up ina trunk
tales grow taller down the wire
just another funky junkie guaranteed to get you higher
with less stress, b~tch undress
just throw them br~~sts out
all the homies creep up get a cheap feel, and then they head out
you think you’re really cool but that sh~t ain’t happening
it don’t matter to me, but the way you’re acting is k!lling me
i gots sk!lls~love to bring the pain
got a blue mound d~ck~f~ck yous to blame
strapped with a flame and a young’n of caine
clockin’ much dollars is the name of the game
she told me not to smoke it, but i did, and it took me far away
never listen to a word she said~player~haters beware for
wishin’ easy jesus dead

gettin’ twisted double fisted when we’re belly’n up
i never listen what they’re missin’ is there’s never enough
“to drink” thinkinabout the week we was nailin’ the pink
came home p~ssy busted wash your d~ck in the sink
once again another victim of the pimpadelic posse
told you once a 100 times don’t turn your back or even trust me

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