Bitch you look like you done already did had yours You better go take your country ass indoors and put some damn clothes on ‘Cause nobody need to be seeing all of that The library is officially open
This cat is in heat Lemme ride that beat My pussy on fire Pussy five-alarm fire
This cat is in heat Lemme ride that beat My pussy on fire Pussy five-alarm fire
Turn up your gratitude Turn on your attitude I love my pussy that means I got cattitude If you don’t feel what I’m sayin’ (I don’t fuck with you) If you don’t feel what I’m sayin’ (I don’t fuck with you)
Turn up you gratitude Turn down your attitude I love my pussy that means I got cattitude If you don’t feel what I’m sayin’ (I don’t fuck with you) If you don’t feel what I’m sayin’ (I don’t fuck with you)
Ay, go stupid, go dumb Come and get it, ’cause I know you want some Nashville, Tennessee where I’m from Since I was three, I been bangin’ on the drum Rum-pum-pum-pum a-rum-pum-pum-pum-pum Rum-pum-pum-pum a-rum-pum-pum-pum-pum Rum-pum-pum-pum a-rum-pum-pum-pum-pum Rum-pum-pum-pum pum-pum-pum-pum-pum-nasty
I’m so nasty Nasty Nasty I’m so motherfuckin’ nasty
Rise, shine, clock say “pussy time” Bust my pussy nut while I’m fingerin’ your butt Do I suck dick? You ain’t seen shit Throw a C-note, watch it slide down my throat Yeah, my pussy fine, I pop it ’cause it’s mine I don’t give a fuck if they call me a slut What I do with a dick, elect me Presidick Put tears in his eyes when I milk a brother dry
So nasty Nasty Nasty Nasty Nasty
I’ma keep workin’ from dawn to dusk So I can keep buyin’ cars off Elon Musk The matte-black spinners, no that’s a must I want the whole pie, so leave the crust I’m the moon, I’m the stars, I’m a Maserati I love you, Nicki, but I listen to Cardi I got a new song on the radio And it goes five, four, three, two One, that’s right, it’s a number one And I can’t take you with me as a carry-on I already got my luggage, it’s Margielan And for my sixteenth birthday, I got Carey on From the house of the queen
Queen, “Queen” is what you can call me Queen, I’ma have you runnin’ to your mommy Queen, I’m the life of the party Don’t worry ’bout me, go and get yourself a hobby
(Sweet pussy of mine) I’m so nasty (Sweet pussy of mine)
Turn up your gratitude Turn down your attitude I love my pussy that means I got cattitude If you don’t feel what I’m sayin’ I don’t fuck with you If you don’t feel what I’m sayin’ I don’t fuck with you
(Get it, get it) I’m so nasty (Cash money) I’m so nasty (Get it, get it) (Got it good)
Turn up your gratitude Turn down your attitude I love my pussy that means I got cattitude If you don’t feel what I’m sayin’ I don’t fuck with you If you don’t feel what I’m sayin’ I don’t fuck with you
Back up, you’re squashin’ my charisma Why I gotta be so motherfuckin’ extra? Back up, you’re squashin’ my charisma Why I gotta be so motherfuckin’ extra?
(Get it, get it) I’m so nasty (Cash money) Nasty (Get it, get it) I’m so nasty (Cash money) I’m so motherfuckin’ nasty
You’re just mad ’cause your hair is flat I’m so motherfuckin’ nasty You’re just mad ’cause your hair is flat I’m so motherfuckin’ nasty