Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Lie, artist - Nasty C. Album song Bad Hair Extensions, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.12.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mabala Noise Entertainment
Song language: English
I Lie |
My nigga |
You good? |
Yeah I’m good man, I’m good |
Yo I’m doing this song dawg, it’s titled 'I Lie' |
It’s like a love… |
I’m doing this song and I need you on the song |
I will email it |
I got like a hook |
I need you on the verse |
Ayt |
[Hook: Nasty_C) |
I’m sending out a text to Ghetto Cupid |
Tell that boy to put a gat to where your heart is |
We can netflix and smoke a dooby |
I smoke that shit that smell like someone farted |
Look at what you, look at what you started |
I swear, I love my dick as hard as a heart is |
Look at what you, look at what you started |
I swear, I like that ass is the softest |
I lie, I lie, I lie |
I lie, I lie, I lie |
OK across my heart that’s on my life |
I never lie, girl I never lie |
That’s suicide, suicide yeah |
That’s not what I meant when I said, «You're my do or die» |
You got the juice but I’ll get you wet though |
Make that ass bounce like a cheque do' |
You owe me come cancel your debt |
Your pussy is sick like it made it me sneeze |
Girl you’re blessed |
We connect like two keys |
Hear me on the news, yeah that new shit |
Nah nah girl you ain’t being foolish |
No gun we can shoot this |
I swear Ghetto Cupid made me do it |
[Hook: Nasty_C) |
I’m sending out a text to Ghetto Cupid |
Tell that boy to put a gat to where your heart is |
We can netflix and smoke a dooby |
I smoke that shit that smell like someone farted |
Look at what you, look at what you started |
I swear, I love my dick as hard as a heart is |
Look at what you, look at what you started |
I swear, I like that ass is the softest |
I lie, I lie, I lie |
I lie, I lie, I lie |
Role playing |
Name calling |
When I was young pops |
Told me son, «If it’s a spade, it’s a spade call it» |
So I call this 'untied strings' |
I call you my sidepiece |
I call you around three in the morning |
And try to sneak out, to take the D route |
And pray I help you shake the sleep out |
And bring the freak out before I even knock to make some of the neighbours peak |
out |
I blame ganja 'cause my weed and my beats are the three loud, hey |
[Verse 3: Nasty_C) |
I promise if I roll a joint then we roll on the floor |
And you won’t let me wait till me boner get sore |
Better yet, when I open leave the clothes at the door |
Let’s fuck the shit out each other then we work on our flaws |
Role playing and name calling |
Pole dancing and more name calling |
No hands and more brain swapping (shit) |
More hands and more strange barking |
More of the sexing it |
That’s what you’re texting me |
I know you got what you needed but shit don’t mention it |
I thought of something that my brother told me to mess with me |
He said that, «You want a woman that’s infamous, when you’re real famous» |
I guess it’s true, I guess it really is |
I guess its you, I mess with you |
And shit I’ll probably mess this up 'cause I’m expected to |
But that ass is a blessing and blessings given what blessing’s due |
True |