Lyrics Nasty - Pixie Lott

Nasty

I’m shooting the hundred, it’s nasty
Ain’t no need for the mask, I’m getting nasty
We got the vents, you know it’s getting nasty
Ain’t no need for the beefing, know we blasting
200 on my dash, I’m getting nasty
Pull out with your bitch, you know she nasty
Ain’t no need for the drugs, you know I’m smashing
Ain’t no need for the arguing, got a bad bitch
She nasty, it’s nasty
It' nasty, it’s nasty
It’s nasty, it’s nasty
It’s nasty, everything real nasty
DrugRixh
I’m known to get nasty
Play with that gang, could get tragic
I’ll have you missing like absence
Make dope disappear like it’s magic
With a bitch, I don’t strap like you’re ratchet
Hit your block with the stick, I get nasty
Diamonds on my neck, above average
500 horse, it get nasty
You can’t catch me in traffic
You will never catch me slipping
My Rick Owens got traction
Take your bitch shit at Sak’s Fifth
Hit Nieman’s, getting nasty
Police said, «Freeze!»
But my diamonds still dancing
Nasty, I’m a savage
Met a boujee bitch and hit her in the bathroom
Nasty, I’m a criminal
Rob a nigga belt first, then blast him
Nasty, I could stretch a half to a whole, my wrist is elastic
Nasty, your bitch hit a split on my dick, we know that she nasty
I’m shooting the hundred, it’s nasty
Ain’t no need for the mask, I’m getting nasty
We got the vents, you know it’s getting nasty
Ain’t no need for the beefing, know we blasting
200 on my dash, I’m getting nasty
Pull out with your bitch, you know she nasty
Ain’t no need for the drugs, you know I’m smashing
Ain’t no need for the arguing, got a bad bitch
She nasty, it’s nasty
It' nasty, it’s nasty
It’s nasty, it’s nasty
It’s nasty, everything real nasty