Nasty Chick

C Murder

(C Murder)



Listen up motherfuckers I got a story to tell



All you niggas out there holding hands with these motherfuckers street



Them motherfuckers behind doors holding meat



You might be holding a nasty ass



Chorus (2x):



Nasty bitch gonna fuck my boy



Now how you gonna fuck my boy



That's why I don't love them hoes



You can't trust these dog ass hoes



Verse: 1



I was in love like a motherfucker with this bitch



But uhh, I wasn't doing nothing but making her rich (shit)



But damn, she used to played it so cooled



I guess she must take C for a fool



I swear the sex had my motherfucking mind gone



And I was tweeking like a fiend for that heroin



And when I put it in, the way that she moaned,



made me never ever wanted to leave her alone



The back rubs in the hot tubs, watching videos



It made me crawl when she took it all down her throat



Surprise, shit I hit her with a five karat



And later on we can talk about marriage (huh)



Ya name tatted on my chest, fuck them other broads



We hold hands when we walking through the shopping malls



My brother told me V charge it to the game



But uhh, listen up, cause it's a motherfucking shame



Chorus (2x)



Verse: 2



I used to page this girl about ten times a day



But after 9, she was hard to find



One-of-a-kind, huh, so I was blind with the problems we had



Found a number in her purse, said it was her dad



I got a phone call from my nigga Jubilee



He told me, he saw my girl in the movies



With another nigga, nut it wasn't me



I said man, you must be tripping, nigga it couldn't be



I thought it was love, but I guess the love was gone



So then I put up the phone and then I went home



Park the car, walked in the door, walked up the s