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[Intro: Method Man]
Uh.. thatīs right, oh yeah
Back with some nasty shit, right there
Nasty, nasty, girl, nasty girl, baby come on
Think you a nasty girl, yea
[Method Man]
Pretty young thing like to bone
And she hate to spend her nights alone, baby doll you in the zone
Why not call me on the phone, and invite me home
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Know what I mean, take a real queen to fuck with me
Trustinī me, and give it up for free
Next time, feel free to hit me up, anything you wanna puff a tree
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Weīll shake me up, stop stallinī, what you waitinī for?
You know we both ainīt got no place to go
So roll it up, and lay low
Everytime I say, yes, baby, you say no
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Now-now, now-now-now, you donīt have to stay
Itīs ok, thereīs the dough, you can walk away, why make we wait
Til tomorrow, when you can break me off today
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
[Chorus: Kardinal Offishall]
Yeah! Gal dem we love, and gal we need
She crush up me things and light me weed
We see dem shotgun, and watch me speed
Me need a pringy one or pon we need it
Gal dem we *ugh*, and gal we screw
When we need the girl, up one night poī half me crew
And lick on my collection, and what to do
Me need a nasty girl, it could be you, eh!
[Method Man]
I wonīt lie, I love P-U-S-S-Y, (why?)
Cuz I never let it walk on by, or any slice of the american pie
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Girlfriend, you know itīs half past two A.M
You got a friend, but you ainīt really trynna fuck with him
Aight, then, hit up Batty, Iīll gladly come and tuck you in
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Scream at your frog, allīs fair, love & basketball
She remind me of this chick that used to fuck with Dirty Bastard, yaīll
Heard that she could suck a ball through a plastic straw
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Know what Iīm sayinī, kid, she get it poppinī off and half the time
A little, candlelight, a little glass of wine
Iīm thinkinī, another drink and that ass is mine
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
[Chorus]
[Method Man]
If you girl come knockinī at my door, itīs my duty
To give her what she came here for
Iīm tryīnna knock it down, but I ainīt tryīnna claim that dough
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Thatīs whatīs up, start the fire, Buddha, light things up
The only nigga puttinī ends on some rims for his ice cream truck
Pick a flavor, Iīll come and scoop your whole team up
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Thatīs how it be, donīt trip, but girl you put a hurtinī on me
Oh shit, hope other chicks donīt take it personally
But ma, you killinī her, murder in the first degree
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Okay, okay, can the ladies come out and play with Mr. Meth
I ainīt trynna take you out your way
Why break me off tomorrow, when you can break me off today
Come on, now...
[Chorus]
[Outro: Method Man]
Me need a nasty girl, it could be you, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Big up to, super producer, Fafu, one love to Kardinal Offishall
And the whole T-Dot, oh!
Translate to:
[Intro: Method Man]
Uh.. thatīs right, oh yeah
Back with some nasty shit, right there
Nasty, nasty, girl, nasty girl, baby come on
Think you a nasty girl, yea
[Method Man]
Pretty young thing like to bone
And she hate to spend her nights alone, baby doll you in the zone
Why not call me on the phone, and invite me home
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Know what I mean, take a real queen to fuck with me
Trustinī me, and give it up for free
Next time, feel free to hit me up, anything you wanna puff a tree
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Weīll shake me up, stop stallinī, what you waitinī for?
You know we both ainīt got no place to go
So roll it up, and lay low
Everytime I say, yes, baby, you say no
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Now-now, now-now-now, you donīt have to stay
Itīs ok, thereīs the dough, you can walk away, why make we wait
Til tomorrow, when you can break me off today
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
[Chorus: Kardinal Offishall]
Yeah! Gal dem we love, and gal we need
She crush up me things and light me weed
We see dem shotgun, and watch me speed
Me need a pringy one or pon we need it
Gal dem we *ugh*, and gal we screw
When we need the girl, up one night poī half me crew
And lick on my collection, and what to do
Me need a nasty girl, it could be you, eh!
[Method Man]
I wonīt lie, I love P-U-S-S-Y, (why?)
Cuz I never let it walk on by, or any slice of the american pie
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Girlfriend, you know itīs half past two A.M
You got a friend, but you ainīt really trynna fuck with him
Aight, then, hit up Batty, Iīll gladly come and tuck you in
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Scream at your frog, allīs fair, love & basketball
She remind me of this chick that used to fuck with Dirty Bastard, yaīll
Heard that she could suck a ball through a plastic straw
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Know what Iīm sayinī, kid, she get it poppinī off and half the time
A little, candlelight, a little glass of wine
Iīm thinkinī, another drink and that ass is mine
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
[Chorus]
[Method Man]
If you girl come knockinī at my door, itīs my duty
To give her what she came here for
Iīm tryīnna knock it down, but I ainīt tryīnna claim that dough
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Thatīs whatīs up, start the fire, Buddha, light things up
The only nigga puttinī ends on some rims for his ice cream truck
Pick a flavor, Iīll come and scoop your whole team up
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Thatīs how it be, donīt trip, but girl you put a hurtinī on me
Oh shit, hope other chicks donīt take it personally
But ma, you killinī her, murder in the first degree
Come on, now, baby, come on-on
Okay, okay, can the ladies come out and play with Mr. Meth
I ainīt trynna take you out your way
Why break me off tomorrow, when you can break me off today
Come on, now...
[Chorus]
[Outro: Method Man]
Me need a nasty girl, it could be you, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh, eh
Big up to, super producer, Fafu, one love to Kardinal Offishall
And the whole T-Dot, oh!