Tyga - Make It Nasty (Mixtape) lyrics

Make it nasty, make it nasty Drop drop it on a b**h, make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Pop pop it on a b**h, make it nasty Uhhh. Yeah b**h Make it Nasty Tongue down her throat While the other b**h gaggin Bottles in the basket Pills in the plastic She gone do d**, but we don't do acid f**in on the mattress, hit a bed spring Ain't nothin better, it's the best thing Gotta China b**h, straight from Beijing p**y so tight, all she do is scream Oh, bend it over, make you touch your toes I like how she merry-go-round round the pole Pose, ha, open, close I like when my b**hes don't wear no clothes It's hot up in this mother f**er, r-r-reload Gangstas in this mother f**er We got it sold T-T-T -Raww, when I walk in the door b**hes they know, yeah, b**hes they know. Ha Make it nasty, make it nasty Drop drop it on a b**h, make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Pop pop it on a b**h, make it nasty [x2] Uhh, Yeah n***a Ima star Stacks on black, you could use the black car Pull-up, hop out, Valet the car 'Bout to go big, got b**hes galore Tippin' on the shh, then she drop it to the floor I like bl**jobs, she could be my employer (back it up) Then I put it in her backdoor Now it lights out, l-lights out, like Roy Jones Junior, T-Raww the ruler Slicker than a Gold patch, gold chain Cuban Rope, till it's bruising, Dick on punte' Gimmie gimmie chocha, k** it like OJ Make it nasty, make it nasty Drop drop it on a b**h, make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Pop pop it on a b**h, make it nasty [x2] Tap tap tap that a** make it nasty [x3] Clap clap clap that a** make it nasty Tap tap tap that a** make it nasty [x3] Clap clap clap that a** make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Drop drop it on a b**h, make it nasty Make it nasty, make it nasty Pop pop it on a b**h, make it nasty [x2]