Nasty

Brooke Candy

Composição de: Brooke Candy
tom: D Afinação: E A D G B E
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Oh he’s so pretty, He think he run this city
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He be driving a Benz, But he can’t pay his rent, No he’ll never admit it
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Oh he’s so sweet, Sweep you right off your feet
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And right into his bed, Try to get in your head, But he never wanna eat

[Pre-Chorus]
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She told her mama they just friends, Told her sister they ain’t met
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 Told her girlfriends she struck gold, Uh huh, he’s tall, dark and rich
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She told me all about it, I started shaking my head
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 She knew just what was coming, This is all that I said

[Chorus]
                             A                     A
Bruh, don't kiss that hoe he nasty, Almost put one past me
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Got my homegirl last week, Nasty, nasty
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Don't kiss that hoe he nasty, Almost put one past me
                F#m               D
Got my homegirl last week, Nasty, nasty

[Verse 2]
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Girl, you should’ve listened, But you just had to let him finish
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It took a minute and half, Record time on your ass, Like a damn magician
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Yeah, you gotta understand, That this ain't a grown man
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He took a teenager to prom, Got a couple baby mom's, But he single on the gram

[Pre-Chorus]
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 She told me all about it, I started shaking my head
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 She knew just what was coming, Like I already said

[Chorus]
                             A                     A
Bruh, don't kiss that hoe he nasty, Almost put one past me
                F#m               D
Got my homegirl last week, Nasty, nasty
                       A                     A
Don’t kiss that hoe he nasty, Almost put one past me
                F#m               D
Got my homegirl last week, Nasty, nasty

[Post-Chorus]
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N-A-S-T-Y, you ain't got no alibi, You nasty, Yeah, yeah, you nasty
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N-A-S-T-Y, you ain't got no alibi, You nasty, Yeah, yeah, you nasty

[Bridge]
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If he slide in your dm's like a snake in the grass
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And if he roar like a lion he gon' tiger your ass
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So if you see him creeping baby watch your back
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Cause if it walk like a duck then that bitch gon' quack

[Chorus]
                             A                     A
Bruh, don't kiss that hoe he nasty, Almost put one past me
                F#m               D
Got my homegirl last week, Nasty, nasty
                       A                     A
Don't kiss that hoe he nasty, Almost put one past me
                F#m               D
Got my homegirl last week, Nasty, nasty

[Post-Chorus]
A         A                            F#m                    D
N-A-S-T-Y, you ain't got no alibi, You nasty, Yeah, yeah, you nasty
A         A                            F#m                    D
N-A-S-T-Y, you ain't got no alibi, You nasty, Yeah, yeah, you nasty
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