Its smell surrounds us like the air wedaily breathe it holds us captive nearly no one canbreak free root of all evil BC. told and we agreeliving to
last day? Hittin' honies that be nasty Gettin' money in the fast way And I only care halfway But I still can't let you pass me Can I live til' my last
graveyard they all ask me and i say well it was last week but man that was in the past see i stopped going to the places where the people act so nasty
-a-tat-tat-tat, mash on wicked minded and smash What's nasty? Who the fuck ya talkin ta? Take off my shirt, quickly tell 'em harkin up Save last days
's why I'm acting nasty You know what you can do with your life, introduce it up your jacksie 'Coz no-one gives a crap about Mike that's why I'm acting nasty
outside bloody And then I go in the stash get the coke and the cash I'm lettin' niggas score it for half, I'm hopin' it last But still nigga don't, I
give a you know Hit the set and shot 4 one more see 'em go (turk): What kinda a nigga wear reebok tennis shoes Takin off his shirts just to show his
give a you know Hit the set and shot 4 one more see 'em go (Turk): What kinda a nigga wear Reebok tennis shoes Takin off his shirts just to show his
don't give a you know Hit the set and shot 4 one more see 'em go What kinda a nigga wear Reebok tennis shoes Takin' off his shirts just to show his tattoes
I'm going down your shirt You're hiking up your skirt now The events that followed, had me volley If your hometown would be Heaven or Hell The angelic nastiness
just let me know Hand me the keys to your sexual needs I'll drive slow, I won't speed Is this your last answer This is your last chance ta, let Chamillion
Who dat? , what? , There they go, there they go There they go The same motherfuckers, You know nigga it's fuckin' friday We doin' it like last friday (
in New York City who?s always wide awake so I never have to spend the night alone I got this nasty little habit of peekin? down the shirts of all
'm fine Then we go about our separate lives Was it nasty scheme or lazy dreams I left you cold two blankets deep Well this is the last song I'll send
think I'm going down your shirt You're hiking up your skirt now The events that followed had me Volley if your hometown would be Heaven or Hell The angelic nastiness
want to be given a bath Give it a pathelogical lie to deny that i'm nice And the truth hurts (ow) Wearin' a blue shirt the best buy for the price Figure
keys To your sexual needs I'll drive slow I won't speed :Heather Nicole singing: [Chamillionaire] Is this your last answer This is your last
