Lyrics Nasty Mind - D12, Truth Hurts

Nasty Mind

stop!
You want me to do what?
what are those?
You want me to stick those in your what?
What is on yo’nasty mind (nasty mind, nasty mind)
Don’t you wanna get fucked from behind (from behind, from behind)
Then treat me like a dirty slave (dirty slave, dirty slave)
And beat me like i won’t behave — i just wanna get freaky baby!
Huh, i’m too swift on my toes to get caught up wit you hoes
You don’t know me, see i ain’t gotta front or play the role
I’m an o.g., i know when you bein phony
See you probably bonin them officers just to pull up on me
That’s why sixty percent of women is lonely
They get in my mix only, then try to creep slowly because they nosy
I ain’t listen to what, my momma told me I fuck 'em and pass to my homies (right)
Then he fuck 'em and pass 'em to the homies (take her)
I’m a nasty-ass macaroni;
you flashin fast money
You can pass a roley fuck a alimony
If you want me, and ain’t out screamin about your monthly
I’ll be stickin yo’pretty ass until you turn ugly (damn!)
You suddenly see stars when fuckin me Ain’t no menages, i want 'em in threes, release your garments (trick)
It ain’t even me to hold back, i fucked yo’moms quick
Have her runnin around this bitch screamin, «that's my dick!»
Yo i know i’m dogmatic, but yo’pussy walls done had it (that's right)
It’s evident that you’ve been fuckin like a jackrabbit
But i stay focused, so i acted like i didn’t notice (mm-hmm)
And fucked her with no baby lotion and bust in the soapdish
Hoe you can «e this — your breath is smellin like
You done sucked a senior citizen’s old dick in goat spit (god damn!)
You gon’get choked quick, talkin all that hoe shit
All aggressive askin for a slow kiss, no bitch!
(the fuck outta here)
You like freakin, see you every night creepin
Suckin off the nice deacons, slut you made his wife leave him (cunt)
So keep slurpin i’ll be down to the fullest
But forget it bitch, yo’nipples look like ak bullets
Yo — i’m tearin down whatever you built, your marriage is through
Cause i answered your wife’s door naked wrapped in a quilt
Hoes say, «kon artis got a dick so big!»
Man i can persuade any bitch to have eight of my kids, shit
Beeitch, i should be locked up for havin honies legs cocked up In the back of my pops truck
I’m not fucked up, i just got a fetish for shootin
Cum in coochie to the pussy is pootin it back out
I sixty-nined this one bitch and she bled in my mouth (shit)
Kicked her out, cleaned the couch out, and beat up my crouch (?)
I don’t gotta creep in hotels, i cheat at my house
See i’m a dog, i don’t need to keep a secret hideout (nahh)
All night i’ve been snortin
Your age and where you from — it’s just not important (nahh)
You look like one of my mistresses
On welfare, ten kids like the rest of my bitches
Dreams of fuckin a handicapped bitch
Suck my dick while your teeth start to grit (whore)
And a slave, that’s how i want you to treat me I ain’t into s&m, but i love when you beat me (ahhh!)
I told you i was a horny-ass freak
While i’m beatin my meat, your daughter actin like she asleep
(yeah right) my love is like thunder and lightning
After it’s over, i’m lookin like i got my ass kicked by tyson
I just wanna get freaky baby
Freaky baby, he he
I wanna get freaky with you
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