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