Dirt Nasty - Talkin' Nasty lyrics

[Intro Skit] Hey what's up bro? Oh yeah word? Oh no, she-she s**ed... No she didn't. Damn. True, true. A thot? The f**'s a thot? Oh it's an acronym. Gotchu, gotchu. sh**, yeah I got hella thots bruh [Verse 1] That hoe out there lookin' thirsty as a motherf**er I bet that thot'll let you hit it if you pay the cover That hoe out there actin' like she don't s** a dick Give her a wristband and she drop down on her knees and [?] [Hook] She got a friend with her, they know the DJ Do the math bro, she tryna have a three-way I swear these chicks outside the club just waiting to catch a body I don't know about you, my dude, but I'm tryna get thotty [Drop 1] I'm tryna get thotty Drop I'm tryna get, sh** C-c-c-come on Damn [Verse 2] She thought I didn't see her at the party last week Grinding on the homies at my table talkin' nasty Tryna tell me she don't hook up on the first night Unless you got some credit on your card, then she'll let it slide [Hook] She got a friend with her, they know the DJ Do the math bro, she tryna have a three-way I swear these chicks outside the club just waiting to catch a body I don't know about you, my dude, but I'm tryna get thotty [Drop 2] Ladies, drop I'm tryna get, sh** C-c-c-come on Drop