| Yo Blaze you so nasty, you know you nasty
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| Man you so nasty, you know you nasty, yo Blaze you nasty
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| Scabs and bubble gum, peanut butter on ya toe nail
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| Flickin' boogers in ya ginger ale
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| Get’s my chain, bust ya in the face
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| Then wipe my butt, so now it’s kinda itchay!
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| Drink doosh bags like wine coolas!
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| And throw gang signs for all the old schoolas!
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| I stuck an AK in a hood rat booty
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| Cause I found out she was a groupie!
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| If I blow ass, you gonna know fast
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| All y’all gone' need a fuckin' gas mask
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| I’m the yellow shit underneith ya armpit
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| And when I talk, that’s fine, cause I spit
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| I’m like clay, wet, smelly and gray
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| I wore the same clothes forever and a day
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| Now you can hate me and try to say I’m trashy
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| And if you go & ask somebody, they’ll tell ya that I’m
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| Nasty, that I’m nasty!
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| You nasty Blaze, you nasty
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| You nasty Blaze, you nasty
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| You nasty Blaze, you nasty
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| You nasty, nasty, you nasty, nasty x2
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| I’ll use Anybody Killa rubber, after him
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| I ain’t payin' shit and time’s costin'
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| Mo money, and not enough veel
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| Word to ya neden, I’m just tellin' the deal
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| I suck the pus out my own pimples
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| And spit it on yo ass and fill up the dimples
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| I’m the lint, in ya belly button
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| Fuzzy like Moe, ain’t that somethin'?
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| I like to fuck chickens, then 'que'em
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| Barbeque sauce on my balls just for screwin’em
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| I go swimmin', in a port-a-potty
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| And have shit and piss, on my face and body
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| I like to party, with my pants off
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| When my dick gets hard, smack it and it goes soft
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| I’ll suck the blood, out a Tampon
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| I’m nasty as the mother fuckin' ground that I stand on
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| I stay funky like a doo chip, I wipe
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| Snot on your bed spread, lil' sister pussy lip
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| I got mice sleepin' in the holes in my back
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| I tried to evict’em, they said fuck that!
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| Dirt under fingernails, wounds don’t heal
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| Skrimp on my double burger, value meal
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| Take home some hookers, with no teeth
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| But still got lips and loopy ass cheeks
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| I’m the melted ice cream covered in ants
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| Got dried blood and guts on my favorite black pants
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| This one freeky bitch, tried to piss on me
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| So I sit on her, so that she can see
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| That killas don’t swing like that
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| So open the neden real wide, and I stuffed in a rat
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| Why you think all the hoodrats ask me
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| «Blaze why the fuck is you so damn nasty?»
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| Shut the fuck up bitch |