Lyrics Talkin' Nasty - Dirt Nasty

Talkin' Nasty

That hoe out there lookin' thirsty as a motherfucker
I bet that thot’ll let you hit it if you pay the cover
That hoe out there actin' like she don’t suck a dick
Give her a wristband and she drop down on her knees and
She got a friend with her, they know the DJ
Do the math bro, she tryna have a three-way
I swear these chicks outside the club just waiting to catch a body
I don’t know about you, my dude, but I’m tryna get thotty
I’m tryna get thotty
Drop
I’m tryna get, shit
C-c-c-come on
Damn
She thought I didn’t see her at the party last week
Grinding on the homies at my table talkin' nasty
Tryna tell me she don’t hook up on the first night
Unless you got some credit on your card, then she’ll let it slide
She got a friend with her, they know the DJ
Do the math bro, she tryna have a three-way
I swear these chicks outside the club just waiting to catch a body
I don’t know about you, my dude, but I’m tryna get thotty
Ladies, drop
I’m tryna get, shit
C-c-c-come on
Drop